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Chapter 395

Mr. Qian's time and route to and from the brothel are basically fixed. He goes there at night and comes out of the brothel at the same time and never spends the night in it.

A few days ago, he accidentally encountered dirty things on his way home, which frightened him so much that he lay in bed for several days. Today, he felt better, so he started thinking about the sweet-scented osmanthus wine in the brothel again.

Master Yu inquired about the news and knew that Master Qian was going out again tonight, so he immediately changed his clothes and went straight to Brother Zhao's shop.

In these days of belief in ghosts and gods, people usually don't go out much when it gets dark. In addition, there is a night ban in the city, so shops are not open at night, and there is not much to go shopping.

Mr. Yu didn't do anything. At night, with his long hair hanging loose, he wandered around the door of the roast duck restaurant.

There is no technical content in pretending to be a ghost.

In fact, we can just let the guys below do this, but Master Yu learned two moves back then, and his steps were like floating.

If you don't have any skills, you can't scare people.

...

The moonlight is unclear tonight, a few floating clouds cover the moonlight, and the sky is slightly dark. Knowing that Master Qian has come out of the cave again, Master Yu came to the door of the roast duck restaurant and waited.

It's not that I want to scare Mr. Qian, but no one is walking along West Street recently. There are still some people in the city who don't believe it and even go to the roast duck restaurant to buy food. Mr. Yu just wants Mr. Qian to see the ghost again and be honest. This matter.

The closest route from the Qian Mansion to the brothel is West Street. If you take the other side, you are not allowed to go. There is a night ban in the city and some places are not allowed to go.

Waiting now.

A gust of cool wind swept through the street, and something seemed to be caught in it.

Mr. Yu glanced at it, and when he looked carefully, it turned out to be several pieces of paper money.

It's so late at night, how can there be paper money?

I haven't heard of anyone here doing anything for free lately!

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead. Just as he swallowed his saliva, he heard the sound of "tuk-tuk-tuk" suddenly coming from the dark alley beside him.

In the quiet and dark night, the sound was particularly obvious, like a hard wooden stick hitting the ground, very rhythmic, one after another, very rapid, dull, and weird.

Mr. Yu felt as if the sound was hitting his heart. Every time it rang, his heart jumped.

Following several violent coughs, Mr. Yu saw an old man with gray and messy hair walking out of an alley with a hunched back and a cane.

That alley is not a dead end. Everyone who lives in Quzhou City knows that there is a trail at the back of this alley that leads directly to Shanniupo outside the city.

What kind of place is Shanniupo! That's the place where dead people are buried in the city.

The old man was wearing new brown clothes, and the trousers, hem and cuffs were stained with yellow mud.

Mr. Yu subconsciously retreated and pressed his whole body against the wall. He made a slight movement, and the old man noticed it immediately. He turned his head stiffly and looked at Master Yu.

The neck also made a creaking sound.

Master Yu used the dim moonlight to see the old man's face clearly. His eyes were split open, his expression was frightened, and his whole body was trembling rapidly.

The old man has a white face, big red lips, two big black eye bags, and a head of dry and messy white hair.

The old man laughed at Mr. Yu, his voice hoarse, like a broken copper bell leaking wind: "Brother, you come out for a walk too! Ahem...it's still cooler outside!"

Mr. Yu: "... ··"

What is outside? Is that what he meant?

Mr. Yu was speechless, and his expression became indescribable, as if he was crying or panicking. However, the next moment he didn't know what he saw. His whole head exploded with a bang, his legs shook violently, and his lower abdomen tightened. He actually peed.

The old man grinned, and a stream of red liquid flowed down the corner of his mouth. After a while, it dyed the small white beard on his chin red, and then dripped down the tail of the beard.

The old man seemed to be savoring some delicious food. He stretched out his bright red tongue and licked his mouth, then stretched out his wrinkled old hand and wiped it carelessly. He said to Master Yu: "Haha... I just ate something." "

Master Yu: "..."

People lose the ability to speak when they are in extreme panic. Master Yu was speechless at this moment. His mouth was trembling, and the drop of blood seemed to be dripping to the ground. At the same time, it also dripped on the apex of his heart, turning on a certain switch. His heart began to beat violently, his brain went blank, his breathing was rapid, and his limbs were sore and weak.

The old man looked up and saw that it was getting late. He said: "I have the first seven days today, so I have to go back and see my old husband, so I won't chat with you."

Mr. Yu: "..."

He pressed Standing close to the wall, his whole body was trembling, supported only by his breath. However, the old man's next words made him unable to breathe.

The old man said: "Meeting is fate, I will remember you, and I will look for you next time!"

Mr. Yu: "..."

The old man was leaning on a cane, hunched over, and coughed twice, as if As if he was about to cough up his lungs, he walked away leisurely.

Master Yu's whole body seemed to be stiff. When he saw the old man walking away, his heart dropped into his stomach. He was about to run home, but his legs were weak and he seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms. He couldn't move forward no matter what. He was thinking about what to do. That's great! There is a ghost! The ghost was so scary that it would scare people to death. He was so scared that he wanted to go home to find his mother, but there was another sound coming from the alley.

Master Yu suddenly didn't dare to move. His teeth were chattering and his neck was stiff and trembling. He looked over. He saw a young boy with unkempt hair, nose hair that reached his chin, and two eyes as big as gongs. He pulled a child by his ankles from the alley. come out.

Master Yu's eyes were suffocated, and he almost couldn't breathe again.

The child was dragged to the ground, his face was covered with scratches, and his white intestines fell out from under his clothes. He was dragged to the ground, and something looked wrong. It seemed as if a piece of his intestines had been eaten. When he passed by, Mr. Yu didn't dare to breathe, for fear of attracting attention again, so he stood tightly against the wall, his face was as white as paper, and his legs were almost shaking.

But the child still noticed him, and slowly and weakly stretched out his hand towards him, with a breathless voice: "Help...Help!!"

"Hehehehe." The boy said sadly. Smiled: "The baby's intestines are so tender, the most delicious, and so fragrant."

"No, no, no, don't. I have more intestines, okay? It hurts. Please, please."

"But my stomach is empty ." I'm still hungry..."

Mr. Yu saw the guy looking towards him, and his mind went blank. Over and over again, and finally he couldn't stand it any longer. His breath was suffocated, and his eyes were closed. After turning over, he fainted.

The little baby got up and picked up the skateboard that had been placed under him. The intestines were still dragging on the ground. When he got to Master Yu, he looked carefully before turning back and saying happily: "Dad, he fainted."

Brother Zhao also said I came over to take a look and found that he was indeed fainted and fell unconscious in the urine. The boy looked at him and thought that scaring people was funny, so he laughed.

"Let's go! Go find your father and take those pig intestines with you. You can wash them and eat them when you go home!"

"Great."

Fang Zichen was hiding on the street waiting for them. When he saw someone coming, he asked: "What about the old guy?"

"Dizzy." Brother Zhao replied with a smile.

The good boy held the skateboard under his arm, jumping up and down, and went to hold Fang Zichen's hand: "Father, this is to fight evil with evil, right?"

"My enemy."

"Tonight is so fun, the old man is even scared. I peed my pants, hahaha."

Fang Zichen said, "This old man is really as courageous as a mouse. He dares to come out and act like a ghost if he doesn't know how to do it. Now I will be scared to death!"

"That's right! "The boy was so happy that he couldn't sleep because he was so excited when he got home.

He felt that it was like a game, and his father was really happy to play with him at the expense of him.

In the morning, Nanny Feng went outside the shop and saw a crowd of people gathered around the door. When she got closer, she found out that there was a ghost fainting in front of her shop.

Looking at Mr. Yu's appearance now, who wouldn't understand?

Someone just came out to buy steamed buns and saw him lying on the ground dressed in white. Thinking of the haunting incidents that had been spreading in the past few days, they were frightened. But it was broad daylight and there were many people on the street, so everyone had the courage to go up. Looking at it, I pushed back the messy hair. Isn't this Mr. Yu?

Why is Mr. Yu lying here and wearing these clothes...

"That shop seems to be Mr. Yu's shop." Someone pointed to the opposite side.

Before the roast duck restaurant opened, everyone often bought cooked vegetables from Mr. Yu's shop and took them home to eat. We were not stupid, and there was nothing we didn't understand at the moment.

As soon as Mr. Yu woke up, he seemed to have lost his mind. He shouted in panic: "There is a ghost! There is a ghost!"

This man still wants to scare people at this point, damn him.

Knowing that it was a 'misunderstanding', the roast duck restaurant didn't mess with anything dirty, so everyone came to buy again.

I haven't eaten for a few days, don't tell me, it's weird.

When Mr. Yu returned home, he lay in bed for several days, feeling confused at first. The family called a Taoist priest to dance for a few days, and then called a doctor.

Falling ill?

No, he was beaten by Master Qian and others.

Mr. Qian was so frightened that he became ill. No one believed him when he said he had seen a ghost. They laughed at him because he drank too much. Later, many people saw ghosts, so they stopped laughing at Mr. Qian. However, Mr. Qian was laughed at again and again. It was a disease. Now that I know it was Mr. Yu who did it, I feel so breathless! He led the people straight to Yu's house, beat Master Yu, and then left in a big way.

Brother Zhao had no intention of doing anything these days. He kept asking about Mr. Yu. He was very happy to hear that he was in trouble by so and so, and was beaten to lose a tooth.

After the ridiculousness was over, Brother Zhao felt a sudden and indescribable sweetness in his heart.

Sometimes he couldn't help but think, what kind of life would he have lived if Fang Zichen hadn't been there and if he hadn't been abducted?

But it will definitely not be like now, where I can be so lively and interesting, and be able to experience this or that kind of new things that few others can experience, exciting, challenging, happy, and joyful. Every day is different. Life It doesn't have to be like a pool of stagnant water, day after day, year after year.

What Fang Zichen gave him was not only love and care, but also - his life now is quite colorful. When he gets old in the future, when he thinks of his youth, he doesn't have to be like others. He just takes care of him. Children, serving husbands, presiding over middle-aged couples, and jealousies, all your life you can only see the sky when you raise your head, and only step on one-third of an acre of land. Every day, the same life is repeated.

But he has a different, legendary life.

He could say that he and his husband had walked step by step from the village to Yuanzhou, the capital, and then to Qianzhou. He had seen many different scenery, met many amiable people, and experienced many, many things. , he fought ghosts, rode horses, scared people... He lived a wonderful life! He longed for the sunshine every day.

Even if you are a good boy, your childhood is different from others. Which child can have this kind of experience? He never worried about having no one to play with, and Fang Zichen could lead him to play new tricks every day.

When I met Fang Zichen, the feeling of being with him was like walking on a long, long journey and finally arriving home.

The good boy wanted to scare people again, but no one came to pretend to be a ghost and cause trouble, which made him disappointed for a while.

Fang Zichen allocated funds to Bei'an and asked people to buy 300 horses.

Now that the recruits' physical fitness has improved, the tactics will start to be practiced. A series of weapons such as broadswords, spears, arrows, etc. have to be made by the blacksmith shop outside overtime.

In this way, a lot of money was lost.

Fang Zichen felt distressed, but there was nothing he could do. He was really worried about the situation in the north, so he ordered the Qin soldiers to strengthen training for new recruits in accordance with his regulations, and must build a strong army as quickly as possible.

He always felt that Chao Guo couldn't bear it for long.

After returning to Ganzhou City, he has been busy in the training area and is rarely at home. Brother Zhao went to the shop again. Although Uncle Tang and the others were at home, the three children just didn't want to stay at home. They farted every day. Those who mess around are either following Fang Zichen or going to the shop with Brother Zhao.

At this moment, Fang Zichen had just returned from the training area with his three children, and Uncle Tang came over and said that someone outside had sent a letter.

If it's not the Zhao family in the capital, it's the Qin family and Yang Mingyi. Along with the envelope came several large boxes.

Yang Mutao only owns a restaurant, and he is considered a wealthy person in Fu'an town. But the rich people in small places are just like that outside. Fu'an is far away from Qianzhou, and there are a lot of things. There are only a few dozen people who can give them away. It must not be given as a gift, and with so many things... Yang Mingyi is not so rich yet.

That can only be the Qin family and the Zhao family.

However, when he opened the envelope, he saw that it was from the Qin family.

The boy smiled happily and said, "It's the beautiful uncle and the handsome grandpa who sent the letter to the boy."

Fang Zichen was not familiar with these two people, but he still took a look.

Meng Ruqing asked Guaizi how he was doing during this period. The conditions in Quzhou were not good. If you want something or lack something, just tell him.

Qin Hengxuan asked the boy if he was obedient and if his butt was okay?

He felt that the little boy's mouth was sometimes a headache. He loved Guaizi very much, but during the few days that Guaizi lived in the Qin Mansion, he couldn't help but want to spank him several times. He felt that he had a good nature. But everyone can have this impulse, let alone a bystander, so he often worried whether the good boy would be beaten by Fang Zichen, until the good boy asked Qin An to send him a painting, one of which showed him being pressed on his lap by Brother Zhao. The good boy looked accustomed to being spanked. Qin Hengxuan knew that the good boy must have been spanked frequently.

The good boy finished reading the letter and carefully put it in his exclusive little box.

There is a box of letters inside.

Fang Zichen saw that he was happy just now, but now he let go of the letter and suddenly became sad.

"What's wrong?"

Guaizi stared at the top letter in the box and said depressedly, "Uncle Yang hasn't replied to Guaizi for a long time."

Fang Zichen thought about it carefully, and it was indeed true.

After coming to Ganzhou, Yang Mingyi really never received any letters from him again.

It's far away, but it's still a year away and you can't get there? Letters from the Qin family have come twice.

Moreover, when he first arrived, Guaizi sent a letter to Yang Mingyi, so it was impossible for Yang Mingyi not to know the address.

But maybe he was too busy.

Fang Zichen poked Guaizi's forehead: "Still thinking about you, Uncle Yang?"

"I think so!" Guaizi said sheepishly.

Fang Zichen looked at him carefully and suddenly said seriously: "Son, it's wrong to fall in love early."

The good boy looked up at him and frowned: "But father, you also said that you will gain strength by attacking first and suffer disaster later. Uncle Yang "Biao Piao Niang, they are a perfect match for each other!"

It seems to be the same, but... Fang

Zichen: "You really like your Uncle Yang so much?"

Guai Zai nodded vigorously: "Yeah. "

Then why do you always kiss a girl? I see you are so intoxicated when you kiss them!" Fang Zichen took the opportunity to teach him, "Son, you have to be a good man!" You should be as single-minded as your father. It's not good to be too carefree."

"You know, marrying one of your ancestors is enough. If you marry Duoduo, you will have no chance of survival. You are just like your own father when you kiss your brothers and sisters. Ah."

Fang Zichen laughed: "What you said makes sense! I'm telling you! How can I give birth to a pervert?"

Guaizi raised his chest and said, "Guaizi is a good man."

...

After Li Yuxi's full moon, Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao returned to Pingxiang Village.

It was now mid-to-late May, and the Imperial Guards who had gone to the capital to deliver letters in 2016 had finally returned.

Fang Zichen counted with his fingers. He had been there for more than half a year, crawling all the way there?

It was the middle of winter when he came, so he couldn't turn to the waterway. In addition, there were old people and children, so he was a little slow.

At this time, the Imperial Guard came back, followed not only by a group of guards, but also by four old men.

"I've seen Mr. Fang."

Fang Zichen was shocked when he saw an old acquaintance getting out of the car: "Old man Gu? Why are you here? You are so old, why don't you come here knowing your own ability? What if you got bumped on the road? , you are really asking for your own death, at this age, why are you still so stubborn? "

It's uncomfortable to ride in a carriage! " He couldn't stand it himself.

It was very bumpy, and he had better get some tires at first, but Master Li and Mrs. Li went to Ganzhou to take care of themselves for a long time, and then their complexion got better.

Hearing that Li Yisheng had sent a letter to his parents first, telling him about Xie Xiaoyu, Li's father and Li's mother were so happy that they hurriedly packed their things and wanted to rush over. But just after leaving Yuanzhou, there was a big hole on the official road, and the driver was driving the car. Without paying attention, Li's father's waist was broken, and he finally replied with tears.

These are all over sixty, and it is not easy to survive to Qianzhou.

Old Gu's beard trembled. He knew Fang Zichen's mouth, but he still glared at him angrily.

Fang Zichen stared at him sullenly: "Why do you look at me like that?"

Old Man Gu didn't say anything. On the one hand, he was angry, so he just said this. If he was really incompetent, he would be beaten to death as soon as he entered the capital.

I didn't believe it when I first came!

The torment on the road was also severe. It is no exaggeration to say that several people were really stuck on the road. They couldn't eat well, couldn't sleep well, and their bones were old. Moreover, their lives had been stable before and they had never been tired. How could they bear it? ? During this period, the two of them were even sent to the hospital.

They didn't dare to scold the emperor, so they kept scolding Fang Zichen, saying that he didn't care about human affairs. He made such big words as if they were true and made them suffer. If he said it too loudly, the imperial guards would secretly glare at him. them.

After all, they were the emperor's people, so they didn't dare to move.

After a long journey, it was already May when we arrived at Ganzhou.

The road at the beginning was so bumpy that my buttocks hurt, and everyone sitting in the back felt something was wrong.

It feels like the car is moving, and I can clearly hear the sound of horse hooves, but I just don't feel the bumps. What's going on?

When they opened the curtains and took a look, everyone was stunned and their mouths opened wide.

The clean cement road is flat and wide. There are green grass on the roadside. There is no yellow mud or flying dust. Birdsong can be heard from the mountain stream in the distance.

This official road is close to Xinghe Village, and there is farmland not far away.

These old men serve in the Ministry of Household Affairs.

The Ministry of Household Affairs is in charge of the country's territory, fields, household registration, taxes, salaries and wages, and all financial matters.

That being the case, he certainly understands farmland and other matters.

In the year of Fang Zichen's palace examination, there was a student who was very talented in literature. Although his appearance was a little worse than Fang Zichen's, he was still qualified for the top spot. However, after Xia Jinghong asked him a few questions, he was directly assigned to the top three. .

Fang Zichen's face was a bit indescribable when he heard the scholar's answer.

I don't know where the rice comes from, and I talk hesitantly.

It is also said that two taels of rice can feed an ordinary family.

Fang Zichen choked on the spot and wanted to ask the scholar if he was serious? You can't joke around, Ozen!

A pound of ten taels. A pound of millet is only enough to cook six to seven bowls of rice. Twenty taels is just a little more than a bowl. In Daxia, a family has at least five or six people. How about two taels? eat?

It's not enough to smash the gap between his son's teeth.

Otherwise, why would he be so desperate?

Most of these scholars are deaf to what is going on outside the window and only focus on reading the books of sages. They cannot hold a soy sauce bottle when it falls.

Is it possible to put this kind of thing directly in the Ministry of Finance? Daxia must not be in chaos? If you want to be appointed, you have to be put at the bottom level to gain experience.

Therefore, those who can serve in the household department can be regarded as knowing everything about the farm affairs.

The south side of Quezhou is similar to Shangyang, Xiayang, and the area in the middle of the river. There are two seasons of rice a year, and the planting and harvesting times are very different. Anyway, the rice is planted around mid-March and early April.

Several people also knew what this month-old rice looked like, but now...

"Stop, stop."

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Old Gu and others shouted to stop, and the groom hurriedly tightened the rope. The old men didn't care about the pain in their backs, legs, and buttocks at this moment. After being helped out of the carriage, they rushed directly to the edge of the field.

At this moment, an old man and his son were weeding in the field - I followed Brother Zhao's example and stepped into the mud after pulling it up. There is no need to carry it to the ridge. Otherwise, if we do it like the first one, the weeds will be pulled out. I got up and brought mud and water. The basket was very heavy and soon it was full. Then I had to take it to the edge of the field to pour it out. I spent most of the time walking around and didn't do much work. I'm still very tired, but now I feel relaxed.

Although Mr. Gu looked a little haggard, he looked wealthy in his clothes, and he had a carriage and a guard. The old man noticed it just now. Now he saw the man staring at his rice field, and his heart immediately rose. got up.

"Big brother." Mr. Gu called him.

The old man was a little scared, but he still came over: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"Don't be nervous." Mr. Gu softened his tone and said, "I just want to ask, when did you plant the land?"

The old man Shicheng asked: "What happened to the seeds that were planted at the end of March?"

A few officials nearby frowned, and someone yelled: "Don't lie. Since they were planted in late March, how could they look like this?"

It's higher than a person's knees and almost reaches the waist.

And look at the growth, they all believed it after four months of planting.

But if it wasn't planted in late March, then it would have to be early March at the earliest. It wouldn't work any earlier, because it would still be cold in February! Can't grow crops.

But even if the rice seedlings were planted in early March, they still wouldn't grow so tall. When they came all the way and passed by Xiayang, the rice seedlings were only chopsticks long. Now it's only been a month, so they are probably a little taller now. , but certainly not as tall as the large field of seedlings in front of us.

The old man was trembling a little and said quickly: "Don't dare, don't dare, what the old man said is true. I don't dare to deceive these gentlemen

." The son next to him also said that this is all true.

How dare you tell lies!

You already know this when you ask, and there is no need to lie!

Mr. Gu stared at the rice in the field thoughtfully: "But chemical fertilizers were used?"

"Yes."

The officials next to him stopped talking.

Still a little unconvinced.

Maybe the place is different. Maybe the soil here in Qianzhou is more fertile, or maybe the people here are better at growing rice, so it's not necessarily that it will grow particularly well.

But as soon as I thought about it, I felt it was impossible. They knew the situation in Qianzhou. People starved to death every year. First, they were squeezed by the officials, and second, the land produced less. If it produced more, , can people still starve to death?

Mr. Gu started chatting with the old man.

Speaking of crops, the old man was happy and no longer afraid: "We used chemical fertilizers this year, and the rice grew very well. At this time in previous years, the rice seedlings were not so high!"

He gestured, saying that at this time before, The seedlings are only this high at most.

Old Gu and the others nodded. Indeed, under normal circumstances, the seedlings that have been planted for two months are indeed this high. They heard the old man say:

"And the corn in the dry land also grows well. It's all thanks to the adults." ! Old man, I have been farming for half my life, and I have never seen the rice seedlings grow so well. Mr. Fang is amazing! "

It's not bad. It's green, but it's a little bit black, and each one is so big. .

But Mr. Gu's heart was lifted, and his words were full of surprise: "Can this fertilizer still be used for corn seedlings?"

"Master Fang said it can." The old man replied: "We can use it too. It can indeed be used. "

Mr. Gu pointed to a somewhat unexpected rice field next to him. The seedlings in it looked thin and small. It would be understandable to say that the seedlings were not growing very well because the grass was thick and the seedlings were sparse. But this was obvious. The owner of the field must also be diligent, as there is no grass except seedlings in the field. But this is the case. Compared with the rice fields next to it, it seems very malnourished.

"This is also made with chemical fertilizers?"

"How can this be possible!" The old man waved his hands and said: "How can it still look like this after using it? This belongs to Mr. Ge's family. His family has a lot of land and they didn't buy enough chemical fertilizers. The fields didn't get sprinkled, so they grew like this." He pointed to the left, where the seedlings were growing very well: "That field also belongs to his family. They put chemical fertilizer on that field, and they grew really well."

The officials didn't say anything anymore. They returned to the concrete road and jumped around again. Just as they were about to get on the carriage, a man pulled a cart over. He was probably going to sell firewood in the town. It was piled high. The bundles of firewood weighed at least several hundred kilograms, but it was easy for people to pull the cart at the moment.

Can dirt roads be like this? That's definitely not possible. There is so much firewood that the farts will fly out, and the cart may not even be able to pull it.

Several people looked down at the cement road again, and then looked at each other in confusion.

After that, when we were on our way, the car curtains were no longer lowered. As long as there was land on the roadside, the corn, crops, and bean sprouts all grew well, and they were different from those outside.

When they were young, they from the household department would often go out to see the fields. Otherwise, they would not be able to count the real estate per acre. When the people below reported it and said it was one stone or eight or nine stones, they would not care. Know what is true and what is false.

Now I've looked at it, asked about it, touched it, and I'm sure, this fertilizer works!

This trip was not in vain.

Mr. Fang has no donkey emperor.

...

Everyone was happy. At this moment, Fang Zichen said something unpleasant, and everyone didn't give him a slap in the face - they couldn't shake him off. Except for Mr. Gu, the others were all fourth- and fifth-grade officials. How could they dare to give him a slap in the face? ah! You can't do this even if you risk your life.

When Fang Zichen heard their intention, his face immediately fell.

Want him to use fertilizer?

Why do you think so?

He wants to make a living from this thing!

Mr. Gu looked at his expression and immediately smiled: "Master Fang, this fertilizer is a good thing that benefits the people. If it can be promoted so that people outside can use it, it must be a great act of justice!"

" Do you see the words selfless dedication on my face?" Fang Zichen suddenly asked.

Mr. Gu said: "No."

"That's right." Why doesn't he want the people outside to live a good life? It's not like he doesn't feel pity when he sees people who don't have enough to eat and don't have enough clothes to wear. He is so bad, but this old man obviously wants to be a free man. He is really good at dreaming. He has always been the only one who takes advantage of others. If he dares to take advantage of him, there is no way.

Mr. Gu smiled and said: "Mr. Fang, this matter is easy to discuss! If you hand over this fertilizer method, you will also build factories outside..."

I want to learn from him in building factories. After making money, he still said that he was good for the people. It sounded so good. Fang Zichen's fists were a little hard, and his face was sad: "I feel that this matter is not negotiable."

"The emperor will give you a 10% profit. "

No, it means no... Huh?" Fang Zichen's eyes widened, and his eyes almost flew out of his sockets. He was breathing quickly, and immediately approached Mr. Gu with a smile: "Let me give it a try." Li? The emperor wants to build it? Then this matter can really be discussed. Come on, old man Gu, let's go in and talk slowly. You must be tired after a long journey! "

Guard: "..."

Sir, your face has changed too quickly.

Be a little more reserved!

Fang Zichen turned to the yard and muttered: "Smash it, smash it, go get two ladles of water for the guests."

This is the factory that the emperor wants to build.

This man is not stupid and unscrupulous. Fang Zichen can rest assured if he gives the fertilizer to him. But just now he thought that these old men knew about the fertilizer and came over privately to ask him to hand over the method, then build a factory and sell it to him at a high price. Common people, making money!

His own abilities are limited. If the emperor comes and builds fertilizer plants outside, and builds them in every county in every continent, so that everyone can use fertilizers, it will be a good thing for the people.

If these people can be arranged by Xia Jinghong, they are one of our own and can be trusted.

"You will know how to make this fertilizer after you go to the factory and take a few glances." Fang Zichen said.

The boy poured them water and didn't leave. He climbed onto Fang Zichen's lap and sat down obediently.

"That's very good." Mr. Gu took a sip of water, which came from the mountain stream. It was cool and sweet. Although it was not as good as tea, it had a different taste. After one sip, his liver was cold, but now he felt a little hot. It was just right to drink.

Fang Zichen smiled: "If this fertilizer is really promoted, then people's lives will be better in the future. Old man Gu, you know me. I don't have many advantages. I just care about the people, am selfless, upright and honest, but Your Majesty, he wants me to make a profit, this..."

He coughed. Guaizi and him had a clear understanding of each other, and they were used to being in trouble. After receiving the signal, his two little eyebrows immediately frowned: "Father, the emperor is so polite."

Fang Zichen shook his head and sighed: "No, this is too outrageous."

"But father," the good boy said sadly, shaking his feet, "if you don't want to , Doesn't it give the emperor some face? This is not good! I'm afraid the emperor will be very sad."

Fang Zichen let out a long sigh: "In that case, I can only accept it in a difficult way.

"Father, you've worked hard." "

It's okay, there is no such thing as easy in the adult world. You will know when you grow up." Fang Zichen looked at Mr. Gu and said, "Old man, go back to Beijing." Finally, remember to tell the emperor for me, don't be so polite next time."

Mr. Gu and others: "..."

This father and son are really shameless, and they behave like they are getting an advantage.

My feet are itchy and I want to kick someone.

Mr. Gu and the others had to press their legs with all their strength to hold back. They couldn't help but press their legs, fearing that they would kick them if they were not careful.

On the one hand, she was angry with him, but on the other hand, she was also jealous.

Although I don't know how much I can earn from this fertilizer now, once it is promoted, how many factories will be built throughout Daxia? There have to be dozens of them. How many people are there in Daxia? Every household uses it. Even if you only earn two cents per bag, if you add up a little, you can make a profit of 10%, which is still a huge number!

How can you not make them jealous.

Xia Jinghong didn't want to give it to him at the beginning, and he knew that even if he didn't give him the profit, Fang Zichen would still hand over the fertilizer. He didn't hand it over because he was afraid of him, but it was a good thing and he knew how to do it.

But if he doesn't give it, if he tinkers with something next time, which is not something that ordinary people can use, but it is beneficial to the people, this kid will definitely hide it and not tell anyone.

Xia Jinghong had seen through him, he was a master who didn't show off his flesh and blood.

After much deliberation, I decided to give him a 10% profit.

Brother Zhao was at the side, his face was a little hot, and he couldn't sit still: "The dishes in the kitchen should be ready, I'll take a few over."

He was really hungry now.

After knowing that the fertilizer was effective, several people were anxious and excited, and rushed here without stopping. They didn't eat much on the way. They only had a few steamed buns to fill their stomachs in the past two days, but they were not hungry.

At this moment, Brother Zhao had just followed Brother Zhao out of the door. Before they could get far, Fang Zichen and Guaizi started giggling.

"Hey, now I have to count the coins until my hands cramp up. Don't you want a big gold chain? Tomorrow my father will ask someone to get you a twenty-pound chain. How about it? I'm not happy."

" Happy! Father, we will make a fortune this time."

"Yes, yes! Hahaha..."

"Father, I want a big gold chain and a big gold tooth

. ? It's not a big deal, just do it if you want it! Our family is rich now. Next time my father will tinker with it, I will make you a pair of sunglasses and ask your Grandpa Tang to make you a small vest. When you go out, you will look good. Knowing that you are a gangster, you are so powerful."

"Okay, okay. I'm so happy to make a fortune, hahaha."

These old men can't walk anymore. Damn it, you better go back and kick him first. Give it a kick!

Brother Zhao spoke first: "Master Gu, I really made you laugh. You go over first, and I will go in and educate the child."

Mr. Gu nodded, it was time to educate, otherwise the child would follow Master Fang, I'm afraid... ···

Then there was a sound from inside the house.

"Dad, did you hear that just now!"

"Yes."

"Brother Zhao, I will go to town later to buy pork legs and stew them tonight, okay? It's a big event! We need to celebrate."

"Okay! Buy three, I'm afraid it won't be enough."

"Are you happy?"

Brother Zhao laughed.

Mr. Gu and others: "..."

Is this really a nest? Where is the promised education? It's not subtle at all. If they had encountered such a thing, they wouldn't laugh like this in front of outsiders!

No matter what, I have to go back to my room and laugh secretly again!

I don't know whether it was because I was very hungry, or because the food in the village was relatively fresh, but the group of people arrived suddenly, and there was no news from the front. I didn't prepare anything delicious at home, just some pork.

But after all, he was from Beijing, so Uncle Tang went to the chicken coop in the backyard to catch a chicken.

This one was raised by a good boy! Now it weighs several kilograms.

Time was tight, so I stewed it directly, then chopped the white cabbage, made some sauce, cut the pork and stir-fried it with the vegetables. One cabbage, one string bean, one pat of cucumber, and then some tofu to stew the meat and white porridge to go with it. .

They are all simple home-cooked dishes, without any fancy, not greasy, and everyone can feel comfortable eating them.

The dishes were all eaten cleanly. Mr. Gu and the others stared at the plates on the table in a daze. They were still thinking about several large dishes. Did Mr. Fang treat them as pigs? There are so many things, now...

Where could I have such an appetite in the capital before? As I get older, I often lose my appetite after just one bowl of rice. The meat and soup make me tired of seeing them, and I don't want to eat them even if I try them out. I've been so tired on the road these past few months that I have no appetite at all. At this moment, he was still not full after three bowls of porridge.

Gungundandan stepped on the small bench and leaned on the table to watch them.

Mr. Gu and others also looked at him - his face was as big as a plate, and his neck was not even visible. I had never seen anyone's child in the capital become so fat. It seemed that Ganzhou was more nurturing.

They were at this age, and the grandsons at home were all grown up. Now he saw his rolling balls, he was so small that he was no taller than the dining table, he had big dark eyes, and his heart was kind and rare, so he waved to him.

Gungun and Dandan rushed to the side of an old man. The man touched their faces and said softly, "Which of you is Gungun and who is Dandan?"

He had met these two children once during the Full Moon Wine, but Children are different from day to day, and now they are indistinguishable.

"Grandpa, I belong to Gungun."

"I belong to Dandan."

"We belong to Gedan."

As soon as this introduction came out, several people burst into laughter.

Afterwards, they had a discussion with Fang Zichen, and the few of them returned to the county government office. They brought many people with them, and they couldn't live in the village. Moreover, the village was really rough and they couldn't live in it.

The first ones were all in a hurry and did not enter the town. Now that they entered the city gate, everyone felt the difference.

Although the houses and buildings in the town are no better than those outside and look a little shabby, the town is clean. There are small vendors setting up stalls on both sides of the road. White lines are drawn on both sides of the road. Mr. Gu saw that the vendors all The stalls were arranged neatly outside the white line, not occupying the middle of the road at all. Unlike outside, the vendors were arranged haphazardly, occupying almost the entire center of the road, and it was very crowded. The vegetable seller closed the stall and threw the rotten vegetable leaves directly on the ground. It was really messy.

Anping County looks very orderly.

People were walking around in twos and threes, and small vendors were selling their goods. It was a bustling scene.

The people of Quzhou hated the officials. When they arrived outside the yamen, they did not dare to go in directly. They wanted to wait until no one was around before sneaking in. The guards who led the way knew what they were worried about - they were afraid that outsiders would know that they were also officials and were put into sacks. In the end, they were short of Returning to Beijing with a broken arm and leg.

But Qiezhou is no longer the first Qiezhou.

No idlers were allowed to enter the fertilizer factory. A few old men rested for the night and went to the fertilizer factory the next day. Fang Zichen had told them, so no one stopped them now.

The factory is very big, but there are stewards who will guide you all the way to explain.

The manager was from the village, but he signed a contract with Fang Zichen, so he was considered an individual and knew all the processing procedures.

How to make chemical fertilizers is very simple and you can understand it after just a few days of reading.

When Mr. Gu and others arrived at the place where Fang Zichen lived, they looked at Fang Zichen and finally understood why the leader could smile like that. They couldn't bear to wait for them to leave before they would be happy again.

Yuyi

understood now.

It can increase the yield of crops in the field. Originally, Mr. Gu and others thought that this fertilizer was very magical. They were afraid that it would be difficult to make. If it was difficult to make, then one bag would probably not earn a few copper coins. But these days in the fertilizer factory After shopping around, they figured out what the raw materials were and what the price was. It only cost a few dozen yuan. After being processed and turned into fertilizer, it could be sold for more than 200 yuan. In this way, one bag could probably make a profit of 100 yuan. How high is the 10% profit if it is promoted on a large scale? At the lowest level, it costs tens of thousands taels.

No wonder that brat was so happy. If it were them, he might have passed out with excitement before he even had time to laugh.

It happened to be the second time to chase fat. Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao were both busy, so Guaizi could only take the job and take a few people to the fields to watch.

Strangers came to the village, and the villagers naturally inquired about them and found out that they were officials from the capital. They heard that they had come to learn about chemical fertilizers and wanted to spread them outside so that people outside could use this good stuff. He is as good an official as Mr. Fang, and the good young master is also here. The villagers respect and are kind to these old men. Even though the official power is more powerful than Mr. Fang, they are not afraid at all. This time The cucumbers inside were all covered with vines. When they met them, they ran to the vegetable field to pick them, and then washed them before bringing them over.

"Young Master, you gentlemen, please eat some cucumbers! It will cool you down and quench your thirst. There is nothing good in the village, so don't dislike it!"

"My dear young master, go to my field later to pick some corn and cook it! How many? I want to eat it too, the corn I just picked is so sweet when cooked."

"The plums on the mountain are also ripe," a woman handed over the basket: "I just picked these, young master, please eat a few of them. Really?"

Mr. Gu and the others were a little stunned for a moment. Before they could reply, the man directly stuffed the cucumbers into their arms.

This...

people are respectful, but also very enthusiastic. Mr. Gu has lived for decades and has been an official for decades. He has never seen anything or a battle, but this is really the first time. This happened once.

In the past, when ordinary people with flat heads saw them, they either hid or stood aside and watched in fear. When had they ever been approached like this? And gave them things.

They didn't feel offended, on the contrary, they felt a little warm and sour in their hearts.

This is the love of the common people.

As an official, what do you want? The first is to honor the ancestors, carry the lintel of the family, and be the leader of ten thousand people. The second is to be loved and supported by the people.

They have been officials for most of their lives and have never enjoyed this kind of treatment before. This kind of thing can only happen in their dreams. They didn't expect to come to Qianzhou, but they did enjoy it.

The first one was afraid that his identity would be exposed and he would be beaten by the common people...

"Thank you, uncle and aunt." The good boy had been stuffed with things more than once or twice. He used to go out to walk around the village, but he went out with bare hands and came back. He can grab vegetables with his left hand and cabbage with his right hand. He can also hold a handful of beans across his head and hang a basket on his back, which is full of food.

You will get used to it. He bit the cucumber. Seeing that the old men beside him did not speak, he stared at the cucumber stuffed in his arms. He was silent for a while, and then he started to lower his head and wipe his tears. The good boy became anxious. , not even bothering to eat cucumbers:

"Grandpa, what are you doing? Why are you crying? Don't you like cucumbers? Then help you eat them, don't cry."

Mr. Gu and the others said: "... · ··"

This child, are they crying for this? It's not like they're rolling around.

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I'm sorry, little Kanagi. It was very windy a few days ago, so I was answering the phone by the door. My hands were itchy and I kept pressing on the door frame. Then when the wind blew, the door was closed, and my hands were pinched. My fingers are swollen like eggs. I can't write at the beginning. Now I'm even slower. I'm sorry! Will add more later (=^▽^=)

Chapter 397

Mr. Gu and the others went to the fields and took another look. In fact, they had already asked Brother Zhao about how to fertilize. If they put more fertilizer, the yield could be higher. Did they put it now? This amount is the best, and Brother Zhao doesn't know it. So, they will have to be busy after returning to Beijing. However, they know it is one thing, but they still can't help but want to go to the fields to see with their own eyes.

The crops really change from day to day.

There is lime in the fertilizer, which repels insects. There are no insect holes in the leaves of the crops, and they grow very well.

In early June, Xiaofeng received a letter saying that the factory had been built and workers had been recruited to start production. The first batch of instant noodles had been successfully made by the end of last month. Everything was fine. Uncle Fang and Uncle Zhao were relieved.

After explaining the business, I asked Guaizi and Gungundandan if they were okay.

The good boy lay down behind Fang Zichen, resting his head on his shoulder. After reading the letter, he asked Fang Zichen when he would reply to Brother Xiaofeng! He wanted to write a letter to Brother Xiaofeng himself.

Gungun and Dandan joined in the fun: "Gungun writes too."

"Dandan writes too, and asks Daguoguo to bring instant noodles back. Dandan loves him."

Fang Zichen said like herding sheep: "Go and go, can you guys write? Outside. Go play in the mud."

Ge Ge was unhappy: "Father underestimates Ren, we have to tell dad to go."

Fang Zichen looked at them: "Go, next time I go, I will hang you in the latrine."

Ge Ge didn't dare. After talking, Sticky walked next to Fang Zichen. One of them knocked his right leg, and the other knocked his left leg. He looked up at him with a smile on his face and said, "Father, we are joking. Gungun loves his father the most." "

Fang Zichen rolled his eyes at him, and Dandan suddenly shouted, "Father, Dandan wants to uh-huh."

Fang Zichen stood up and said, "Big uh-huh, small uh-huh." "

Little uh-huh."

Okay, then why are you covering your butt? This damn kid.

Fang Zichen took him there. It was dangerous in the hut. Although Geggandan could pee on his own - he usually went to the village with his good boy to play like other children. When he needed to pee, he ran to the roadside and took off his pants and peeed. After all, he was young. It doesn't matter that he is still young, all children in the village are like this.

But at home, Fang Zichen usually carried them there. He didn't want to fish for the child in the latrine anymore. Now he took Dandan into the latrine, took off his pants and hugged him and squatted down, Dandannai shouted. , said:

"Father, please remember to spread your legs a little bit. The last time Guo Guo came to hug me, he hugged me too tightly. With his legs sandwiched between his legs, he couldn't even urinate out. Small penis They're going to be crushed!"

Fang Zichen: "..."

How could his son say such a thing?

How do you know about a small penis?

Oh, it was the last time I gave my two children a bath, and the child suddenly asked what a penis was, and he said it.

"Don't say that next time, or let your father hear that he's going to beat you."

Dandan's big eyes were full of doubts: "For Simo?"

Why? Because your father is an ancient man.

Modern people start teaching their children from an early age, what is this, what is that, where they can be touched by outsiders and where they cannot be touched, and where they can be exposed and where they cannot be exposed.

Could the ancients do this? They are very taboo about these things.

Brother Zhao came back in the evening and read the letter. He personally wrote and gave instructions, telling him to take his time, not to be too anxious, and to pay attention to his health.

Brother Zhou's side has also made the first batch of sweet potato flour, weighing more than 900 kilograms.

Several villages got the news and came over to ask if they could buy some.

I'm really curious!

Brother Zhao first made hot and sour noodles and invited the villagers to eat them. Afterwards, these people were very famous in the village and said how delicious it was, and they were so greedy!

There were many people asking, and Brother Zhou couldn't make up his mind because Fang Zichen was going to take the goods out in September. He forgot to ask how much goods he would take. A few hundred kilograms felt like too much for him now, but he still didn't dare to make up his mind privately. , and wrote a letter to Brother Zhao.

You can sell a batch first.

At that time, I will just go out to sell it, so I won't bring a lot with me. September is still far away, and several more batches can be produced.

Brother Zhou got the word right and sold a batch.

The price is 30 cents per kilogram, and it is said to be the first batch of new goods, so it is a discount.

It may not be this price later.

As you all know, if it sells well, it will naturally be raised.

I got money from selling sweet potatoes first, and now I have the money to buy it, but I have to put it aside first. The price of thirty cents can scare people away in an instant. A pound of meat only costs a few cents. Isn't it delicious to buy meat? It feels good to feel oily in the stomach after eating it.

But sweet potatoes will be dug next month...

They also want to eat this sweet potato powder, so that they can feel at ease, down-to-earth, and feel at ease, instead of believing it on the surface but sometimes feeling sad in their hearts. I was worried, thinking about this thing, and I was afraid that the things would not be sold, and the sweet potatoes would become white.

Everyone gritted their teeth and bought a few taels, half a catty, just to have a taste.

After I put it back together, it tasted really delicious. No matter what ingredients were put in it, just a little salt in it and a little soy sauce. It was delicious.

And half a pound can make several bowls!

I thought it was expensive at first, but now I think it's worth it!

Especially the elderly who have missing teeth at home are very excited to eat powder.

"This is delicious. It is different from the noodles sold in town. I think it can be sold and I will continue to grow it next year."

"I will definitely grow it." The family said, "When I went to buy noodles, I saw a lot of them. There were outsiders, one of whom looked familiar. I thought about it later and realized that I had seen him when I was selling vegetables in the town. He asked for twenty kilograms in one go

. "How do you know that the factory sells rice noodles?"

"Although I live far away, I am well-informed! I heard that I have been watching the sweet potato factory and wondering what is going on there!" He came and said he bought a pound.

But it happened again.

When the noodles were being sold, Brother Zhou taught him how to cook them when he took them back. The people in the town were better off and were willing to let them go. Once the hot and sour noodles were made, the family couldn't even eat them, and the man was even eaten by his mother. As soon as the broom came out, the unfilial son ate three big bowls alone, and only half the bowl was filled for her.

The man felt aggrieved and said, "Mom, you said you have no appetite." I usually can't drink half a bowl of porridge, but who knew that this time half a bowl was not enough. When I entered the kitchen and saw that the pot was gone, I got angry at him.

"You're still talking back. Who knew this spicy noodle is so good? It's sour and spicy. It suits my taste. Where did you buy it? Go buy some more."

The man went to buy more.

In just a few days, more than half of the powder just made in the factory has been sold, so there is no need to sell it outside!

I'm still afraid that I won't be able to sell anything. How is that possible?

The sweet potato noodles sold so well that both Brother Zhou and Liu Xiaowen were stunned. Aunt Liu was not surprised when she saw that there were not much sweet potato noodles left in the warehouse. After all, the noodles were delicious! It's normal to sell quickly.

The pig farm built at the west end of the village also grows well. The pigs there weigh more than a hundred pounds. People in the village have visited it and said that these pigs grow very fast.

Can it be faster?

People in the village feed them cut grass. What kind of meat can be gained from eating grass? The pigs in the pig farm eat sweet potato residue every day. They grow fat and strong, with fat heads and big ears. There are twenty-seven of them, plus a dozen more. It's so small, it looks so spectacular, and every time the villagers go to see it, their hearts get excited - if it were their own, they would be crazy.

Aunt Liu didn't know it. When she came to Anhe Village, she always thought that if she made sweet potato powder, what would she do with the potato residue? When she was making it first, she mixed the potato dregs with corn flour and added some sugar and fried them for the children to eat. When the good boy went out, someone would always stuff him with something. It didn't matter if he just took it or not, so Aunt Liu made a lot of it for him. Take it out and let him share it with his friends. It's fried and filled with sugar. The children in the village like it.

Uncle Liu also made two small frames and hung them around Gungudandan's neck with strips of cloth. They were filled with sweet potato pancakes. The two little guys were so happy that they couldn't stop eating them. Aunt Liu and Liu My uncle loved them and wouldn't leave anything delicious to Liu Liu, so he would always secretly give him two.

But I couldn't win in this way. In the end, there was only half a basket left, which made me feel sour.

She had saved her whole life, but she never wanted to see food being wasted like this. Later she found out that she had built a pig farm, so she finally didn't feel bad anymore. She followed Uncle Liu and praised him: "Young boy Fang has a good brain after all, he has thought everything through. "

Uncle Liu has been having a great time recently. The people in the village are accustomed to the life in the village. They are working in Yuanzhou first. Except for Lin Xiaoxia's family, it is difficult to find anyone to chat with. He always feels uncomfortable and wants to go back. He lives in the village, but when he returns to the village, he has no money to earn. How can he have both ends of his life?

Now it's good. He helps Brother Zhao manage the factory and gets paid. He is in the village. He can go to the village for a walk after eating every day. The villagers know that he has some relationship with Fang Zichen and are very enthusiastic towards him. He was not excluded at all, and Uncle Liu was very happy when he was chatting with him about the work in the fields.

He has been humming music wherever he goes lately. Looking at him like that, Brother Zhou and Liu Xiaowen know that he is satisfied with his current life.

Even Aunt Liu also likes it.

When they were in Yuanzhou, it was not impossible for Zhou Geer and Liu Xiaowen to realize that they didn't like the life in Yuanzhou. Especially after Zhao Geer's family left, the family was very lonely. Every time they had to go back to the village, Liu Xiaowen would Uncle Liu and aunt were so excited that they couldn't sleep at night. They woke them up before dawn and told them to go back early so that they could stay at home longer.

They don't have any relatives in Xiaohe Village. They always go to the village during the New Year and festivals, just because they want to live comfortably in the village.

At this moment, Uncle Liu said: "Can he be smart? Didn't you hear what the villagers said, he can blow up mountains! I even went to Fangxing Village to see it, good guy, this kid is really amazing! He When I came to help our family harvest corn and saw him carrying a bag directly home, I knew that this boy was not an easy man."

Aunt Liu smiled: "This trip was not in vain. You saw our grandson today. The calculation speed is not as good as before."

"I see."

Liu Liu has been good at arithmetic recently. Qian'er was responsible for calculating accounts at the sweet potato factory. He didn't even have an abacus, and he did the calculations in the blink of an eye.

The leader doesn't have this ability.

Before, Liuliu was still young and his receptive ability was not as strong as that of Guaizi. When Fang Zichen taught him, he mainly focused on big character recognition. In terms of arithmetic, he was the addition and subtraction of single digits and double digits. Now he also teaches multiplication tables. Thirty Wen, twenty kilograms, how much Wen, can be calculated in one multiplication, so there is no need for an abacus.

He is even more powerful than the shopkeepers I have seen before. When Uncle Liu went to deliver food to Zuixiaolou, shopkeeper Yang had to use an abacus after working in Zuixiaolou for decades. Thinking of this, Uncle Liu said: "Last time we returned to the village, Xiaowen and I went to Zuixiaolou."

Aunt Liu asked, "Did you go shopping?"

Regardless of whether it was Yang Mingyi or the waiters below, the Liu family in Zuixiaolou were all too busy. Take care of.

Uncle Liu said: "I bought it. How can I know about it? It's not cool to go empty-handed. I happened to meet Brother Yi when I went there."

"Is this kid a little older?" Aunt Liu felt a little nostalgic. Said: "That time he came to Fang Xiaozi's house to celebrate the New Year. Brother Zhao brought him to our house for a meal. When I looked at him, he looked just like Fang Xiaozi!"

Uncle Liu looked at her in confusion. He couldn't hide his exclamation: "Same as Mr. Fang? That can't be true! I don't see any resemblance at all! But Guaizi looks more and more like him, and I don't know what's going on."

"Where am I? That's what I mean, I just think Brother Yi is so handsome that people don't dare to look at him." Aunt Liu said angrily, she is a woman from the village, she has no ambition, she can't tell, but to put it bluntly, she is Yang Mingyi. The facial features are so sharp and flamboyant that people dare not look directly at him.

At the beginning, Fang Zichen thought that Yang Mingyi was a handsome man who didn't say much and had narrow eyes. At first glance, those who were not familiar with him felt that he was very unhuman and had a temperament similar to that of a cold male god. Ordinary people would not dare to look at him more.

She couldn't tell whether they had been married for many years, but Uncle Liu understood it and nodded in agreement: "It's true. Last time I saw him, he had grown taller and his appearance became more and more handsome. I'm going to buy it." While making pastries, I heard some people say that he is the one in our town."

Aunt Liu gave him a thumbs up and then listened to him say: "He is still young at first, so I think he is the best. Now that he has grown up, he is even more handsome than when he was a child. I don't know who will take advantage of him in the future."

Apart from praising Fang Zichen, Aunt Liu rarely heard him praise others like this, and she was also curious at the moment: "Binna Yun. How are you, brother? "

Brother Yun is a child of Tongpan's family in Yuanzhou. He used to come to the store to buy milk tea. He is the best-looking person Aunt Liu has ever seen.

Although Aunt Liu had met Yang Mingyi, Yang Mingyi was still a little younger at that time. Except for the first year when Yang Mingyi came to stay in the store for a few days in the first year, she never saw her again. I have seen children who looked pretty when they were young, but turned out to be mediocre when they grew up.

Moreover, Uncle Liu rarely praised people like this, which made her curious.

Uncle Liu thought for a while and said, "Each one has his or her own merits, but if you really ask me, Brother Yi looks colder, but he looks really good. Brother Yun looks like Brother Zhao."

Brother Yun It's the kind of person who looks fresh and cute. It's beautiful, but not very beautiful, but it's not ugly. It's just cute and pleasing to the eye.

Aunt Liu laughed: "No wonder our good boy always talks about him."

"What are you talking about?"

"When we first came here, he asked me if I had met his Uncle Yang, and asked me how brother Yi has been doing these years. He said he has a lot of money now and can marry him in a few years. He also asked me to save some money and make a contribution in the future. This kid

felt funny when she thought of what he said. Although he is only that big, he is still chased by Brother Zhao all over the village with sticks of wood every now and then, but he still wants to marry a husband.

However, Aunt Liu was really surprised that the good boy could remember Yang Mingyi for so long. In addition, he had played well with He Xiaodong and his brothers in the village before, but the good boy never said such a thing. Aunt Liu asked at that time He asked, "Do you really want to marry him?"

Guaizi nodded seriously: "Absolutely! Guaizi doesn't tell lies!"

"Why? Your Uncle Yang has never played with you."

"Aren't you kidding ? It's not important, just make the wine."

Aunt Liu smiled, very happy: "Have you ever seen a brother who is more handsome than your Uncle Yang in the capital? "

You have seen the younger one from Zuo Xiang's family ?" My brother is very good-looking, with big eyes and a small nose, but...

Guaizi said seriously: "It's none of Guaizi's business to be pretty! Guaizi already has his heart and is a good man." , but you can't fall in love with each other, this is wrong, Grandma Liu, Guaizi is a good man, don't ask this kind of question again in the future, otherwise others may misunderstand Guaizi, which is not okay. "

Aunt Liu burst out laughing on the spot.

In mid-June, the millet in the fields began to turn yellow.

Since the beginning of June, Mr. Gu has been running into the fields every day, rain or shine, and has watched with his own eyes as the crops bear millet, densely packed with ears of rice.

Looking over, there is a bright yellow field, full of a harvest scene.

People in the village always have smiles on their faces wherever they go. In the past, when we were poor and had a hard life, everyone would always quarrel over firewood, rice, oil and salt. Before fertilizers were made, Fang Zi would occasionally walk around the village in the morning and hear couples quarreling and talking. I can't live anymore, and my child is making noises about eating meat again. It's already a hard time for the child to join our family. Now you still beat him, are you a man or something? But when you come back after the New Year and walk around the village, no one is making any noise. .

Life seems to be getting better, and my heart is at peace, so why bother! If you have the time, you might as well go to the fields and take a closer look. The crops are growing beautifully this year!

By now the rice ears were all yellow and were about to hang heavily on the ground, but everyone was reluctant to cut them and wanted to wait a little longer. They would grow for another ten days or so, but Mr. Gu couldn't wait any longer and asked the village chief. , let him cut an acre first.

Murakami knew what was going on, so he didn't refuse, took his family and went to cut with a sickle.

Many people from the village came to help - in fact, they couldn't wait to see it.

Then it was dried in the sun and weighed... Brother Zhao, who was

the first, weighed a little more than 400 kilograms without top dressing, and now he weighs more than 520 kilograms.

Is it because the millet is not dried?

without! If it is really dry, it will burn if it is left in the sun.

Is it a real acre of land?

That's for sure, the whole village is watching!

I was weighed seven or eight times, and even the scales were changed twice.

That's right, it's really over five hundred and twenty kilograms.

Everyone in the village was smiling.

The next ten days will still last, and by then I should be able to have five stones and eight buckets.

Mr. Gu's breathing was rapid, panting like an ox, and he stepped back, rolling his eyes as if he was about to faint. Fang Zichen prepared for the unexpected, first supported the person, and pressed into the other person. The pain made Mr. Gu burst into tears.

The next day, Mr. Gu and others came to say goodbye and couldn't wait to leave.

It took several months to come, because everyone felt that the trip was in vain, so they were unwilling to endure the discomfort at all, but now we have to endure it, we must endure it.

If I go back soon, I can arrive in the capital in August, and then the chemical fertilizers can be rolled out by the end of August, and the people can apply fertilizer before the ears of rice grow...

and then, there will be no more than four stones per acre, so what? Better than two stones!

It cannot be promoted on a large scale in a short period of time, and it may only benefit a few places.

These people are all honest and upright good officials who have the people at heart. Otherwise, they would not have been sent here by Xia Jinghongqin. How could he not know that Quzhou is far away from Beijing and the road is long and bumpy. If these people are old, If you're not careful, you may not be able to come back after you go to bed, but Xia Jinghong, who is sending someone else, is worried! Even if they come and know that the fertilizer is effective, they won't rush it like Mr. Gu - it's too late this year to promote it next year! Why bother yourself? Those common people are not like them. They won't starve to death even if they don't use chemical fertilizers. Don't be in a hurry.

Mr. Gu and the others are full of enthusiasm now, and they seem to be dozens of years younger. What should I do if the carriage is too slow? Bring the horse here, I want to have a boyish madness.

Traveling day and night, we hurried all the way to the capital, where Mr. Gu and others were carried into the palace.

Xia Jinghong saw that they were unshaven, skinny, dying, and had little breath. He was shocked: "Dear ladies, what's going on? Were they robbed by that brat Fang Zichen and escaped from Quzhou?"

"No, Your Majesty, fertilizer, make fertilizer..."

Seeing this, Xia Jinghong didn't even need to ask.

When these old men called them to the imperial study room, he told them about chemical fertilizers and wanted to send them to Ganzhou to study. These old men kept smiling and refusing, saying nothing more than the emperor. I'm confused. It's not like you don't know, Mr. Fang. Nine out of ten sentences are bragging, and this time the bragging is so big that it is false at first sight. How come you still believe it?

At this moment, Xia Jinghong saw that they were exhausted but still looked excited, and he felt really proud.

"Your Majesty." Mr. Gu was so exhausted that he seemed to be about to die. His voice was hoarse. It seemed that if he said a few more words, he would kick off to the west. Xia Jinghong said: "Gu Aiqing..." You guys take a rest first. , it's the same thing if you have something to say tomorrow.

But Mr. Gu was worried about them: "Your Majesty, Mr. Fang has something good in hand."

"What?"

"Sir Fang can build cement roads." There is also toilet paper, which he likes to use the most. There are no latrines on the way back. He doesn't feel comfortable squatting in the pit anymore without toilet paper.

Xia Jinghong's face turned calm when he heard this.

Oh, I've heard of this before, but it's just a road! When he came back from the New Year, the Imperial Guard talked about too many things. Xia Jinghong was suppressed and just focused on the explosives and fertilizers. He didn't pay much attention to the cement road. Thinking about it later, he didn't think it was a big deal. Son.

It's just a road!

Seeing that he didn't pay attention, Mr. Gu became anxious.

That cement road is a good thing! It was hard, but he had smashed it with a hammer. After smashing it for a long time, the cement road was still in good condition.

Not to mention how smooth and comfortable it would be if they built this kind of road outside. If it was used as a city wall, there would be no need to be afraid if the enemy attacked.

Fang Zichen said: "Let's make the city gates into iron first. If the enemy really comes, they won't be able to enter the city. I think they'll give them a spanking."

Mr. Gu felt that this method was very feasible.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, little Kenai, it's a little late, I'm sorry.

In order to smoothen the plot later on, these few days have been used to set the stage, so there may not be any ups and downs in the plot.

It probably felt lonely after watching it, so you can save it for later. (-^〇^-)

Chapter 398

Mr. Gu was so persistent that Xia Jinghong paid attention to it: "That cement is so good."

"I don't dare to deceive you." Mr. Gu said carefully. Xia Jinghong raised his eyebrows when he heard it. He was instantly I smelled a 'conspiracy'. That brat didn't get up early because he had no profit, and he was bragging about the cement road with Mr. Gu. It seems that he also wanted to make a 10% profit!

This bastard also said that he loves the people like his own son and treats money like dirt. If that's true, why don't you just give away the cement?

But this matter cannot be rushed. The North Korean country in the south has already started a war, and the first priority now is to make fertilizer. Otherwise, if the fight lasts for several years, the food and grass may not be enough, and things will have to be done one by one.

Xia Jinghong had a lot of money and a lot of manpower at his disposal, so he launched the fertilizer in mid-August.

How can the people outside believe this stuff?

They all have the same mentality as the people of Qizhou in the beginning.

If you don't believe it, don't buy it. If you put it in the field, it might cause harm to the crops.

It's useless to talk nonsense, force it.

If you don't want to buy it or let it go, fine, the official will do it himself.

The common people couldn't stop them. They didn't dare to say anything or scold them. When they saw the officials heading towards their fields, they stood on the edge of the field and wiped their tears. Don't kill the crops, otherwise they wouldn't be able to eat in the coming year.

After spraying the fertilizer, the official left.

There are individual pieces of fertilizer, and some people still want to pick them up, but there are too many. The fertilizer is sticky with water and has melted inside, making it impossible to pick it up.

Everyone can only go back.

After that, I came to the field every day to look inside, and saw that nothing happened to the crops. I was relieved, but I gradually realized that something was wrong.

This fattening was done once, and it was a little late, so the effect was not obvious.

One acre weighs more than three hundred pounds.

But it's also scary.

The common people wiped their sweat and looked at each other, this fertilizer is useful.

The next day they rushed to the local government office - Sir, we want to buy fertilizer, we want to buy fertilizer.

The official looked at them shouting and shouting in a hurry, as if they were snatching them. His face turned red and they were still anxious. The official finally felt proud and proud.

Should! Be anxious! When I asked you to buy it, you refused to buy it, and you were still pushing back. They also said that they have been farming all their lives, and it is impossible for crops to grow multiple times just by putting something in the field. They have experience.

Why don't you talk about your experience now?

There were a lot of businessmen outside, so word of the fertilizer spread quickly, and people all over Daxia were talking about it as soon as they took a break. It was really hot for a while.

"Is this fertilizer really so amazing?"

"Why did you lie to me?"

"I've heard about this too, so it's probably not a lie. It's spread all over Shangyang, and I heard it was Master Fang who came up with it.

" Lord Fang? Who?

"Oh, you don't even know who Mr. Fang is? " That little six yuan a few years ago! The handsome one, when I was walking down the street, I heard that a lot of kids were so smitten with him that they wanted to jump off the building. They said they loved him to death and kept throwing dumplings at him. The horse was almost killed by the purse. "

Oh, when you said that, I remembered it. Is this fertilizer really made by him?" "

Yes, it's absolutely true. I heard that he was transferred to Qianzhou..."

"Qianzhou?" What place? Why haven't I heard of it?

"Oh, it's just a barren land. It's very poor and far away from us. Of course you haven't heard of it. "

"Oh, that's it. Then keep talking. "

"Master Fang arrived there and saw that the people there were suffering! " I couldn't even get enough to eat, so I tinkered with chemical fertilizers. I heard that now all the people there can have enough to eat.

"Is this true or false? "

"It's true. "

"That's really amazing. You are worthy of being called Xiao Liuyuan. How do you think people have such brains? " This can all be done by tinkering.

"I don't know, but right now, the common people are blessed. How good is Mr. Fang! "

"No. "

"That's what being an official is like. " "

This time, it's not just Qianzhou, almost everyone who eats rice outside understands Mr. Fang.

...

Zhao Song was really in pain during this period. It was nothing. He just got paid and had to be busy socializing.

No, As soon as I was leaving the palace, several officials came over to chat,

"Master Zhao, your brother-in-law is really not an ordinary person! "

Zhao Songsi also felt that Fang Zichen was a bit awesome, but he said politely: "What the hell. "

"Don't be modest. "An official said: "Master Gu came back during this time, but he told us all. "

Who is Mr. Gu?

Although his official position is third grade, it is not very high, but this person is usually like a dog that can't spit out ivory. He praises others too little, as if he has eyes on his forehead, and no one can look at him.

When I came back from Ganzhou, I was a bit thinner, but I was in great spirits. When I saw people, I said, "This official must be like Mr. Fang! You don't know where I am?" , the people are very enthusiastic, stuffing things into their hands even if they don't want it. I can also see that they are like this because Mr. Fang has done a good job. He has the ability after all

.

If you can stay in Quzhou for a year without being maimed by the common people, and your limbs are still intact, you are capable.

When I first heard Mr. Gu say this, everyone didn't know about fertilizer until they came to the morning court. Regarding the fertilizer issue, everyone was shocked, but they also knew that with such great political achievements, I am afraid that when Master Fang comes back in four years, he may directly appoint the second-rank official to please these people

first .

They followed Zhao Song and walked outside the palace together.

"Master Fang is really powerful. I heard that he also brought water to the first few villages in Anhe County, Dr. Zhao. Master Zhao, do you know how this explosive is made?" "I'm very curious."

Zhao Song shook his head: "How could this old man know?"

"Master Fang is now twenty-one years old? " "Someone asked.

Zhao Song said: "Yes, it's already two or two. "

When I come back in three years, I will be number 26. If I am not enough, I will be able to aspire to the position of the second grade. Mr. Fang is really envious of me." "

A few people nearby nodded: "No.

Zhao Song frowned: "Master Cheng, it's too early to speak. "

"Not early, not early. " "

Fang Zichen is favored and has such political achievements. It is only a matter of time that he will be promoted to a higher position.

They have worked hard for most of their lives and are conscientious. Now they are only in the third or fourth grade.

How old is this Fang Zichen?

The leader Xia Jinghong sent Fang Zichen against all opinions. In the past, everyone felt that it was not appropriate to 'guard' Quzhou, but Mr. Gu came back and said that if nothing goes wrong with this autumn harvest, no one will starve to death in Quzhou in the future, and

that means everyone . They can all have enough to eat.

How long has it been since Mr. Fang was transferred to Quzhou? It's only a year and a half, if you plan on it all!

People in Quzhou starve to death every year. I have to ask myself, if it were their place, would it be like this?

Everyone is still self-aware, so we can't blame anyone for being favored by the emperor.

Some people also praised that the Zhao family brother has such a good eye for picking such a powerful one. Not only that, it is said that Mr. Fang did not take any concubines when he arrived in Quzhou.

If you say that the first person did not accept a concubine, it may be because he was afraid of the Zhao family, but the later person and Zhao Song were both third-rank officials, and still did not accept the concubine, which can only show that this Zhao family brother has a good way to control his husband.

And, so what if I accept it?

Brother Zhao now has three children beside him, and his position is quite secure.

Mr. Zhao has such a brother-in-law, and his official career will be smooth in the future, and no one will dare to mess with him.

What a lucky fate!

Some people are envious, and some are extremely jealous.

When Zhao Song heard them praising Fang Zichen, he was so proud that his chest was so high that he felt like he was carrying wind when he walked.

The left prime minister returned home, and his wife hurried over.

"Sir, is the fertilizer thing true?"

"Yes!" The maid served tea, and the left minister took a sip before saying, "The household ministers and Mr. Gu saw it with their own eyes."

The leader didn't announce it in the court, it was not because he was suspicious . The Imperial Guards lied, but said it was useless, and no one believed it.

At this moment, the gang from the Ministry of Household Affairs went over in person. Previously, all the villages in the eight towns around the capital were forced to sprinkle chemical fertilizers by officials. A few days ago, news came back from each town that most of the villages that had been sprinkled with chemical fertilizers were in the three-stone area. About four bushels, some even have three stones. Mr. Gu and the others said that the top dressing was too late and it didn't have much effect. But the first acre only weighed two stones and one or two bushels. Who else didn't believe it now?

Even if it is useful, fertilizer plants will be built in large numbers in various places. Xia Jinghong left this matter to Meng Ruzhi.

This is a big fat difference.

The Prime Minister Zuo knew that the emperor did not let Meng Ruzhi take the job for his sake, but for Fang Zichen's sake. Because Fang Zichen had cheated many good people from Meng Ruzhi, he felt a little sorry. He told Mr. Gu that he and Meng Ruzhi were buddies and that the wealth would not go to outsiders. Your Majesty, Mr. Meng could be allowed to build the factory.

After reaching the third rank, without sufficient political achievements, it will be difficult to move up. This is a good opportunity for Meng Ruzhi. Mrs. Zuo

Xiang breathed out slowly and said: "So, that is really a great thing for us in Daxia. When I first heard that Chao Guo was coming, I was still worried about it!"

Although Madam is a woman, she can clearly see the situation in the DPRK, which is different from Zheng Peiyao.

Two years ago, there was a disaster on the other side of the Yangtze River, so the DPRK allocated a lot of money and grain to it. The year before last, something happened on the other side of the Huaihe River. Even now, even if they can't calm down, the DPRK is coming. They have calculated correctly. Attacking here now, I have to say, it was really a good time.

Once the two countries go to war, it will be extremely wasteful for people and money. A large amount of money will be used to purchase tens of thousands of weapons and armor, and to purchase massive amounts of food and grass.

Fighting means there will be casualties.

The country has to recruit a large number of people again - in addition to the original standing army, the country will immediately recruit new soldiers. On the one hand, it is to fill the original vacancies. On the other hand, the logistics supplies of the expeditionary army can only rely on rear transportation, and transportation is inconvenient, which leads to logistical problems. Transportation is extremely difficult, and during transportation, the drafted civilians, cattle and horses will consume a lot of grain and grass. Therefore, very little grain and grass is actually transported to the front line.

After the war, the frontline generals will need a large number of weapons of all types for a long time, which will require a large number of craftsmen to be recruited. There are also horses. In order for the horses to have good physical strength, they cannot just eat grass.

If Beimang and other small countries attack and confront the Qin family's army, it will be over in half a year. However, the national strength of the great dynasty is comparable to that of Daxia, and they have been prepared for a long time. No matter how powerful the Qin family's soldiers are, they will not be able to do it. In a short period of time, the country was defeated.

If so, I'm afraid it will take a long time.

The national treasury is not rich and cannot sustain it for long. Not to mention the emperor, many ministers in the court are worried about this matter.

Meng Ruqing married into the Qin family, and Mrs. Zuo Xiang naturally paid more attention to this aspect.

Moreover, since the war between Daxia and Dachao, my wife and the children at home have been looking sad, but when my ex-son Meng Ruzhi came back, there was no trace of sadness on his face. At dinner, Mrs. Zuo Xiang asked a few questions, "This is not something that cannot be said." Meng Ruzhi said what happened.

Mrs. Zuo Xiang couldn't sleep all night. She thought this matter was really amazing. The Prime Minister didn't come back from discussing matters in the palace. As soon as she got home today, Mrs. Zuo Xiang couldn't wait to ask.

Seeing the left prime minister nodding, he smiled and said in a kind tone: "Young boy Fang is better. I said it at the beginning. This boy looks like our Qing brother, but you said that this boy is unreliable. Look at It's not like he's a person who can do great things. Now people can do things, right?"

Zuo Xiang curled his lips: "Yes, he can do things, but he's not in tune. You don't know, he gave the good boy a beating. Gold necklace."

After hearing this, Mrs. Zuo Xiang said, "I'll beat him. Isn't it possible that the good boy can't wear a gold necklace?"

Zuo Xiang said, "I'm not saying that he can't wear it. If he really likes it. , I can send it to him personally, but Mr. Fang gave him a 20-pound one. "

Mrs. Zuo Xiang: "..."

The good boy is a little guy, with a big head and a small neck. With such a big head, Mrs. Zuo Xiang felt that his small neck was already working hard enough. Now that he is wearing a twenty-pound necklace, will his neck be broken?

Mrs. Zuo Xiang almost couldn't sit still: "What? You heard it wrong?"

"I asked Mr. Gu." Zuo Xiang said angrily and distressedly: "The good boy Dai went out and slipped around. I can't move my neck at night and it hurts."

As soon as he got the gold necklace back, the boy jumped up and down with joy. He immediately ran back to the room and changed into a vest, then hung the gold chain around his neck and went out happily. .

The necklace reflected a dazzling golden light in the sun. It was blinding when walking in the village. Many villagers gathered around to look at it. The number of heads turned was so high that the good boy almost floated up. Brother Zhao couldn't hold his neck up when he saw it. Just like a duck trying to peck someone with its neck stretched across its neck, advise him to go home and rest first, so as not to break his neck.

The good boy was still unhappy and insisted on walking around the village. His neck felt sore at night and he couldn't sleep. Brother Zhao laid him down for a long night and when he saw him falling asleep, he thought everything was fine. Unexpectedly, the next morning Just can't get up.

Gungundandan ran out without even wearing any pants, rushed into Fangzi's morning room and started to scream, saying Guoguo is a ghost, a ghost is a ghost.

Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao ran to the next door and saw the boy lying straight on the bed with tears in his eyes. Fang Zichen asked him what was wrong. He said his neck hurt and he was about to die. What should he do?

When Fang Zichen saw that he couldn't move his head, he was afraid that he was paralyzed, so he hurriedly ran to the town to find a doctor. As a result, the doctor took a pulse for a long time, and the pulse beat strongly, but he couldn't find anything, but the child just couldn't move.

When I asked him why, he didn't know what expression to make on his face. He just felt that you are indeed an adult. If your family has money, you can make things. Finally, he said that it was nothing serious and the pain would be gone in two days. When Fang Zichen heard this, he felt that it was muscle soreness. That damn boy called Yaya, it scared me to death.

If it were anyone else, the old doctor might prescribe two doses of medicine to make some money, but with Mr. Fang, he didn't dare to cheat, and he didn't want to cheat. He just said that the medicine was three parts poison, and left without prescribing anything.

The good boy was in so much pain that he couldn't even turn his head. He lay on the bed in pain for several days. Brother Zhao almost wanted to laugh. He went to the kitchen to steam a few buns, brought them back to the house and cooled them to feed him. The good boy ate four in a row, and Brother Zhao was really relieved. As long as he could still eat it, it would be no big deal.

It got better later, and the big gold chain was put away by the good boy with tears in his eyes.

Mr. Gu couldn't stop laughing when he talked about this.

The Prime Minister Zuo felt distressed just listening to it. He really couldn't hear Fang Zichen's kind words at this moment. Unfortunately, Quzhou was far away from Beijing. If it had been closer, the Prime Minister Zuo would have rushed over and slapped him.

Does this father think he is like this? If the good boy doesn't become stronger, he is afraid that the good boy will become cold.

Mrs. Zuo Xiang also fell silent, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The construction of factories in Daxia was in full swing. For convenience, at least one had to be built in every town.

Even the Qin family, who were fighting fiercely with Chao on the border, knew about this.

There was no way, the spread was really powerful, it was almost an uproar.

In the evening, the family sat in the tent. Meng Ruqing looked at the portrait of Guaizi again. His eyes were full of longing. As long as he didn't look at it for a day, he felt as if his heart was empty. After looking at it carefully for a while, he said: : "Before, the good boy said that his father was the most..."

He paused here. The good boy said that his father was the most awesome, but Meng Ruqing was too embarrassed to say these two words.

"I didn't expect that I really have some abilities." He finally said.

Qin Hengxuan smiled lightly: "How can a good boy play like that if he has no ability?"

The good boy was very good at playing when he lived in the Qin Mansion. He had just moved into the house at that time, and Meng Ruqing didn't know it the next night. Why did he suddenly have a dream again and wake up in the middle of the night? His descendants are not well. As soon as he dreams about what happened back then, his spirit breaks down. He keeps crying and crying. He is like crazy. He even runs out without wearing shoes. Looking for a child.

This happens to him every few months.

Qin Hengxuan knew that he had relapsed again, and hurriedly sent someone to call the doctor. There was a lot of noise in the yard where they lived. Guaizi and Brother Zhao were sleeping in the next yard. At first, he thought they were quarreling. Brother Zhao It was difficult to get over, but Guaizi rushed out directly, and Brother Zhao didn't even have time to hold him back.

When I arrived at Qin Hengxuan's courtyard, I happened to see Meng Ruqing break away from Qin Hengxuan and the two maids and run out. The good girl called him: "Uncle Meiren, where are you going? It's dark!"

Meng Ruqing He paused on the spot.

When his illness started, it would take a few days for him to wake up, but now Qin Hengxuan saw that his whole body froze, and then he looked at the good boy intently.

Meng Ruqing lowered his head, his hair covering his eyes. He didn't speak or move, and just stared at the good boy blankly.

The good boy ran over and held his hand, then raised his head and called him worriedly.

"Uncle Meiren?"

Meng Ruqing's trembling lower body held the boy's face and looked at him carefully.

A drop of rain fell on the back of his hand. It was moist and hot. When the boy looked at it, he saw that Meng Ruqing was crying.

His eyelids were red and filled with tears. He hugged Guaizi tightly and cried softly, which was very depressing and seemed to be in pain.

He kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's because daddy didn't protect you."

His voice was extremely choked, and he was mumbling so hard that his throat was hoarse and the good boy couldn't hear clearly. He asked him worriedly what was wrong, did Meng Ruqing? When talking, Qin Hengxuan was afraid of scaring the good boy, so he only said that Meng Ruqing had a nightmare.

Brother Zhao used to have nightmares, and he always cried while hugging him when he woke up. The good boy was not afraid at all, he was used to it, and even held Meng Ruqing's neck with both hands, and pressed his small cheek against his tear-filled face. After a while, she kissed him twice and then said, "Uncle Meiren, did you dream of a ghost bird?"

Meng Ruqing still said nothing.

The good boy felt kind to him when he looked at him. He didn't care at all. As if he was whispering, with his little hand still covering his mouth, he leaned into Meng Ruqing's ear and said, "Don't be afraid, Uncle Meiren. Good boy, I tell you, my father can fight ghosts.

" Hot breath sprayed on her face, and Meng Ruqing regained her consciousness.

Guaizi waved his little fist and said coaxingly: "A ghost is actually not scary at all. When it comes, you call it Guaizi. Guaizi tells his father to kill it and let it turn into a dead ghost."

Qin Hengxuan was surprised to find that Meng Ruqing He suddenly laughed, as if he had regained his consciousness, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Is your father so powerful?"

"Yeah! My dear boy, my father is the most powerful." My dear boy looked at Qin Hengxuan: "Handsome grandpa, you can fight ghosts "

I've never seen a ghost, so what are you talking about?"

Qin Hengxuan looked at Meng Ruqing carefully and saw that he was really fine. He breathed a sigh of relief and squatted down. He asked jokingly: "Grandpa can't do it, but has your father really fought ghosts?

" "It's a lie." Guaizi said seriously: "At that time, the ghost wanted to bite Guaizi's butt and face. It was my father who beat it away. My father protected Guaizi. My father is the most powerful. , Grandpa is so big that he can't fight ghosts, how can he protect Uncle Meiren? Hey, you have to think of a way."

He stayed in Qin Mansion for a few days, and when he mentioned Fang Zichen, Zhongchui can not only fight ghosts, but can also do many, many things. He used to fly in the sky and even said that Fang Zichen could almost go up to the sky and into the earth, and was omnipotent.

The Qin family only listened to it as a joke, but later they saw that Guaizi was very skilled. When asked, Guaizi said that his father taught him, and he didn't invite a master. To ask a master, he would need money, and there was no money at home.

He likes to brag, but he never tells lies.

So the Qin family: It seems that the good boy is not boasting. This person is still somewhat capable and can teach children like this.

Later, he passed the sixth grade and won the first prize.

Qin Family: Is this guy good at both civil and military skills? sure!

Now, when I hear it, chemical fertilizers, mountain bombing, bandit suppression, and what else...

The Qin family: Guaizi really didn't brag about it at first.

Old General Qin has a common problem among generals, and he is most disgusted with those formal things. If someone deliberately drags someone in front of him, he can just punch him, but I have to say that he actually admires those people.

People can see things that he cannot see and can do them well, but must they be great?

At this moment, he said: "I don't know which family the child belongs to, but he is really capable."

Mrs. Qin checked the person: "I heard that he is from overseas."

"Really?" Old General Qin said: "This person The ancestral grave at home must have been struck by lightning, so it could be so powerful, otherwise it would be useless just to emit green smoke."

Mrs. Qin laughed: "You are so angry! Now you are old. Be careful when you go out for the next battle. Brother Qing and I are here, don't worry."

"I know."

Qin Hengxuan hesitated and looked at his brother who had not spoken since he came back from the battle.

"Dad, what's wrong with Hengyi?"

Chapter 399

What happened to Qin Hengyi? General Qin shook his head, he himself didn't know.

Although Qin Hengyi was not clear-headed, like a child, he just wanted to play and find Yizhi all day long. Yizhi was not originally called Yizhi, but Yizhi, but later he followed Qin Hengyi and changed his name. Son.

When Qin Hengyi was not making noises and looking for someone, he kept talking, but his martial arts skills were practiced since childhood and were engraved in his bones. They have not disappeared with the memory, they are still there.

General Qin took him with him when he went to the last battle, but when he came back two days ago, he seemed to be stimulated. Changed from usual, he became silent and said nothing.

Qin Hengxuan was a little worried and moved his mouth. Old General Qin sighed first: "It's getting late, you guys go back first!"

"Dad..." Old General Qin

emphasized his tone: "Go back!"

His Adam's apple twitched up and down as he looked towards Mrs. Qin. Seeing her shaking her head slightly, she had no choice but to sigh and lead Meng Ruqing and Qin Hengyi away.

The camp became quiet. Mrs. Qin sat on the edge of the couch and hesitated for a long time. She felt sorry for her son and said, "Hengyi is no longer what he used to be. Why don't we leave him behind next time?"

Qin Hengyi was in the same state. Like five or six-year-old children, they are probably afraid of seeing blood when they go into battle to kill the enemy.

General Qin didn't say anything, looking at the ground with absent-minded eyes.

How could he not know!

But if there is any way, if the child can be beaten, he will take it with him. It is his duty as a man of the Qin family to protect his family and the country.

Moreover, he also wants people outside to know that even if his dick is stupid and his left hand is useless, his skills are still there. The boss can't kill the enemy, but he has a quick mind and can guard the rear. Brother Qing has a plan , and the second child can still defend against enemies. If something happens to him in the future, the morale of the army will not be weakened.

Why is it always said that to capture the thief first, capture the king? Because once something happens to the leader, the troops below will most likely be defeated without a fight.

He couldn't let his army lose its backbone.

As he gets older, his arms and legs are old, and he will eventually be unable to accept his old age. Who knows how long he will be able to withstand it? He was not afraid of death, but...when he thought that his Qin family would be destroyed when his children arrived, General Qin felt uncomfortable after all, and his eyes were slightly wet.

It's not that he has any unfilial thoughts or the idea of ​​having no offspring, but he feels uncomfortable when he sees that his two children are childless. When he sees others at his age with children and grandchildren around his knees, he feels even more sad. It's envy.

No matter how serious the injury is, he can endure it. No one can have everything in life. There is always something missing, something not so perfect. There is no obstacle in this world that he cannot overcome, but the only thing he cannot bear is - himself in the future. If you and your wife leave, what will happen to your three children?

There are only three people in the huge Qin Mansion, deserted and helpless...and Brother Qing is sick.

Meng Ruqing was famous all over the capital at that time, not only because of his good looks, but also because he had to be taught by the left prime minister, and because he was smart, he could learn as well as any other man. When Master Ji was still a bachelor, he once competed with him in poetry, but he was defeated. Yan, if the Meng family brother were a man, nothing would happen to him.

But even such a brilliant person is now suffering from that mad disease.

After so many years, he still hasn't gotten better. When he gets sick, he starts talking about looking for his children. After being locked up, he sits with his head down and doesn't move. He doesn't talk or make trouble. He feels like he has lost his soul. , I'm afraid I've been feeling uncomfortable these past few years.

Whenever General Qin thinks of all these miserable things, his heart aches so much that he can't even straighten up. It's more uncomfortable than a dull knife cutting his body.

But life has to go on.

He also didn't dare show it in front of his children. I'm afraid they will think too much and blame themselves when they see it.

Although the younger son was stupid, he knew that he had someone in his heart, and he couldn't do anything like inserting someone into him just for the sake of a child.

Otherwise, if the child wakes up in the future, how should he face the child?

This is the fate of the old Qin family.

Mrs. Qin was silent for a moment: "I received a letter from home earlier, saying that my second cousin has a grandson..."

The grandson was born to a concubine. Not long ago, the concubine and his wife passed away in an accident.

Either Zhongshu Mansion couldn't afford to support anyone, or he thought of Mrs. Qin and wanted to ask about the letter.

To adopt someone from the side, it would be best to choose someone who has some connections and has no father or mother.

Mrs. Qin also saw clearly that her younger brothers were concerned about the Qin family's business!

It's no wonder that the Qin family's family fortune accumulated over generations, not to mention Zhongshu Mansion, even the emperor is jealous of it, let alone Yizhong Shu Mansion.

At first, her brothers kept mentioning this matter, but later she declined it more politely. They were afraid of annoying her, so they didn't say anything more. However, in the past two years, seeing how much her boss and Brother Qing valued the good boy, seeing them It was both a gift and a gift to a shop. I was afraid that he was in a hurry. The letters he received every three days were all about saying that it was difficult to raise a child who was not related by blood. It was better to give someone a gift than someone else, after all, the child was a child of his own. I don't want to call you grandma.

Madam Qin was right. When she sent Nanny Feng back to Beijing, Zhongshu Mansion got the news and immediately became anxious.

Mrs. Qin's maiden name is Shen. Her eldest brother Shen Gang is the head of the Shen family. Her daughter is the current queen. She is the daughter of the eldest prince. If nothing else happens, he will be the prince in the future. In addition, the Shen family is a century-old family, so it is very powerful. .

The Shen family has a prosperous family, and Shen Gang has a third cousin. Now it is the second cousin who is eyeing the Qin family and is always jumping up and down, wanting to adopt his grandson to the Qin family.

The good boy looks like Meng Ruqing, and Qin Hengxuan treats him differently because of his love for the house. Mr. Shen doesn't think it's strange, but when he wrote to Mrs. Qin, Mrs. Qin refused in various ways, which made Mr. Shen a little bit agitated. criticism.

Especially when Fang Zichen was still in Beijing, the Qin family sent things to Beijing every now and then. Each delivery contained several large boxes. He didn't know what was in them and couldn't find out, but he heard that those boxes took up space. By reselling it, I made a few hundred taels.

A few hundred taels of silver, Mr. Shen didn't like it, but the dozen or so boxes were sold for such a price. I guess the materials and workmanship are exquisite, and one box is like this, not to mention the things inside!

With a family like the Qin family, they would never give away anything cheap.

There are so many children in the family, and the Qin family has never been so diligent in delivering things to their children in the past years.

Have you taken a liking to this kid?

Second Master Shen was restless and asked Shen Gang to help him talk.

These two are brothers and sisters after all. If Mrs. Qin doesn't give him face, shouldn't she still give her the face of being her eldest brother?

His thoughts are known to everyone on the road. Shen Gang will not be a lobbyist. Those are the things of the Qin family. The Qin family can give it to whoever they want. Even if it is not given to anyone, it is still the Qin family's business. , no one can decide.

However, Mr. Shen was worried a lot. Shen Gang was particularly concerned about Guaizai and Fang Zichen. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He often saw the father and son bargaining with each other selling buns. Sometimes they could bargain from morning to noon. The bosses who had to buy steamed buns were speechless. They laughed when someone gave them a penny. They didn't leave even after buying steamed buns. They squatted on the street to eat them in the cold wind. They didn't go home until they finished eating. They didn't know what was wrong with them.

He also took the initiative to say a few words to Fang Zichen, but later did not dare to strike up a conversation again.

Fang Zichen's mouth really makes people angry, and what he says can make people feel angry. However, it sounds quite reasonable, and it makes people unable to refute a word. He is old, and he still wants to live a few more years. Year.

Later, when he saw Fang Zichen from a distance, he would hide away. Seeing that he was valued by the emperor, and the left prime minister often ran to Fang's house. As soon as Shen came back, he warned Mr. Shen not to have any evil intentions.

Everyone who can hang out in the capital has a clear mind. If this matter becomes a big deal, it is because their Zhongshu Mansion is not good-looking.

Second Master Shen was beaten up, and he sent someone to investigate again, and found out that Fang Zichen was not easy to mess with, and he had done nothing wrong.

Old General Qin knew what she wanted to say, it was nothing more than an adoption thing, but he had seen the child's portrait. How should I put it, he looked three or four years old, looking at Wen Wen quietly.

Mrs. Qin's mother's side thought that the child was still young, so they took it over and raised it until it was mature, but Qin Hengxuan looked at it and said there was no rush.

Mrs. Qin understood that this was a refusal, and she got used to it if the first child disagreed, because she felt that she and General Qin were still strong and could live for more than ten or twenty years without any problem. Accompanying several children.

But now that the Chao Kingdom is fighting, the swords have no eyes on the battlefield. No matter how powerful General Qin was when he was young, he cannot do it when he is old and disobeys. General Qin led his troops out of the station, and she stayed there all night. I didn't even fall asleep, thinking about a lot of things.

"Hengxuan doesn't seem to like it very much." General Qin said: "Let him do this! Otherwise, if we force him to take the child over, he will feel uncomfortable. It is not good and unfair to the child. You also know that our boss is filial and has a good heart. As long as he is really persuaded, he will definitely be obedient. Even if he doesn't like it, he will definitely treat the child well once he takes him over. He will not be short of food and clothing. , but they will definitely not be too close, but although the child is small, he is actually very sensitive! He can clearly see who likes him and who does not like him. If he is raised like this, he will probably not be close to the boss and the others. "

Then what do you think we should do?" Mrs. Qin was about to cry, and her heart felt like a knife: "It doesn't matter, we are destined to leave first, but what about having three children at home?" I'm not afraid that they will have no one to take care of them when they get old, and that's not what raising children is for. I just want them to have something to worry about and something to look forward to. Over the years, he just likes being a good boy, but we can really put it into perspective. Can you get the kid back?"

General Qin thought for a while, pursed his lips and said stiffly:

"I heard that the good boy has two younger brothers?"

"Well!" Mrs. Qin glanced at him angrily and said: " Didn't you tell me earlier? You forgot again?"

"I haven't forgotten, it's still twins." His old Qin family was about to give birth to two children. Old General Qin felt sour and said angrily. The surname is Fang. I guess two ancestral graves at home were struck by lightning."

Mrs. Qin: "..."

Old General Qin also sat by the bed and asked, "Madam, tell me, he has." He has three children, so many, and we ask him if he wants one. "

Is three a lot?"

For the Qin family, three is too much. After all, they can't even ask for one. They are satisfied with just one and don't dare to ask for more. But for others, three is really not too much. It's missing! In a wealthy family, there are many legitimate sons and concubines, and when you become confused after drinking, you can't even remember how many children you have.

"I heard that that boy is very greedy for money. If we send him a few boxes of gold bars in exchange for a son, will he give it to us?" Old General Qin asked again.

Not only did Qin Hengxuan and Meng Ruqing fall in love with Guaizi, but he also liked the little kid very much. Guaizi was lively and cute, and he had the skills to practice martial arts. He was a good young boy. Last time he taught Guaizi how to use a spear for a whole day. Guaizi His ability to understand really surprised him, he didn't feel dizzy, and his brain was sharp. If he gave birth to the Qin family, then the Qin family would be the next one.

He himself thinks about his good boy every day.

Mrs. Qin only said: "If the good boy is your grandson, and someone gives you ten boxes of gold bars to buy your grandson, would you like it?"

The first words made Old General Qin happy for a moment, but the next words directly made him angry. , punched the bed with a black face, and with a loud impact, the bed board was about to crack. He said with a cold voice: "Who dares, I'll break his legs."

"That's enough," Mrs. Qin said. If this method works, she will be willing to give away all the Qin family members.

It didn't matter. In fact, she felt close to that child every time she looked at it. She looked at the portrait of the child of the Shen family. She couldn't say she was satisfied or dissatisfied. The child still had the blood of the Shen family flowing through him. Logically speaking. No matter how she looked at it, she should have closed her eyes, but unfortunately, when she looked at the portrait, she just didn't have that impulse. Maybe it was because the good boy looked like Brother Qing! So I let her see it and became friendly.

Although mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are the most difficult to get along with, Mrs. Qin really treats Brother Qing as her own child.

If it were anyone else, it would be time to scold Brother Qing. Why? You were not allowed to go back to Beijing at first, but you insisted on going back. The result was good, the child was lost, and you couldn't get pregnant again.

But Mrs. Qin's heart is full of Qing's family. If she really wants to settle the matter, it's Brother Qing who was harmed by their old Qin family.

Old General Qin beheaded the third prince of the Chao Dynasty. You know what they value, so he came back with revenge.

Only those who have become parents know that children are more important than life. Brother Qing was pregnant for ten months. During those days, he was always stroking his belly happily. How much he looked forward to and longed for this child. Qin The old lady saw it all, and ended up losing half her life. The child was born after hard work, but was thrown away before she could even be held. I am afraid she would blame herself more than any of them. How could she? Can you still complain?

She is not heartless.

If he hadn't married into their Qin family, why would Brother Qing be like this?

She felt guilty in her heart. She loved Brother Qing more than her two sons. She was like him, so she probably loved him too much.

General Qin sighed in disappointment.

Every time Guaizi writes a letter, he first greets everyone one by one, and then starts to chat about what he has done during this period. He always mentions Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen in his words, and talks about what delicious food Brother Zhao made for him. He also said that he and his father went to the mountains to catch pheasants, and then went to the river to touch shrimps. It was so fun! His father also took him to fight bandits. He used a stick and a stick, but he was so powerful that he could also protect the people.

There was no special explanation between the words, but it could be seen from every line that Fang Zichen loved his stepson very much.

In this way, no matter how greedy you are for money, you will never sell your child.

Knowing it was one thing, but he couldn't help but fantasize about it.

Maybe! What if?

The night was dark, and she felt sad after talking too much about these things. Mrs. Qin didn't want to mention them anymore. Now she was taking it one step at a time, not in a hurry. After lying down, she suddenly thought of other things.

She lowered her voice: "I see that something is wrong with Lieutenant General Lu recently."

General Qin blew the oil lamp and lay next to him. He had not had a good rest for many days. As soon as he lay down, his thoughts began to wander and he was confused. He muttered: "What's wrong?"

"I don't know. I saw him looking very worried a few days ago."

"Really? I didn't see it." This time, General Qin led the troops to the battle in person as usual. The country was repulsed again, and there was nothing to worry about in the war, so...

"Did something happen at home?"

"I asked the eleventh visit to Hengyang to check, and they said nothing happened. But then I called Lieutenant General Lu over to ask, and he panicked for a moment, and then immediately denied it."

Looking back, Lieutenant General Lu looked like he was fine.

Mrs. Qin always felt that something was wrong: "Pay more attention to him."

General Qin immediately frowned when he heard this.

"Don't be suspicious. It's not easy to say this nonsense. Lieutenant General Lu has been following me for many years and has always been loyal. If these words get out and everyone hears them, I'm afraid they will be chilled."

How could Mrs. Qin not know that there were people outside the tent right now? It was their Qin family soldiers who were guarding her. She also lowered her voice so that no one outside could hear her.

"I just didn't feel right," she said.

General Qin knew that she was worried. The fire outside was bright and the tent was not too dark. He took Mrs. Qin's hand, patted the back of her hand, and comforted her in a low voice: "I know, don't worry."

He said to himself I was sleepy, but Mrs. Qin seemed to be very energetic after listening to her words, so she forced herself to talk about something else: "The man surnamed Jiang brought two or so men with him to the battle last time."

This was meaningless, but Qin The old lady understood.

He was talking about Jiang Zhanying, a military general from the Great Dynasty who had fought with General Qin all his life.

Twenty years ago, Dachao broke the treaty and suddenly attacked Daxia and massacred more than a dozen villages along the border. This angered General Qin, who led his troops to fight. That time Jiang Zhanying's entire arm was killed by General Qin. After cutting it off, the third prince of the Great Dynasty was also among them. This man was stubborn and a playboy. He insisted on not withdrawing his troops or surrendering, and finally died under the sword of the old general Qin.

Then the Qin family suffered "retaliation" from the great dynasty. The last time they left the station, Jiang Zhanying personally led the troops with two left and right hand men, one of whom also wore a mask. They made it mysterious and seemed to be shady. Mr. Qin The general heard Jiang Zhanying call him Zuo.

I have to say that that man was a powerful man, and he was also commendable for his courage. Jiang Zhanying only gave an order, and he was not afraid at all. He rode his horse straight towards him. General Qin fought him twice, and Jiang Zhanying followed him again. Another person gathered around him.

Qin Hengyi was surrounded by conflict, and when he rushed over, he confronted A Zuo. The man was restrained by Qin Hengyi, and he fought with Qin Hengyi for more than ten times, but he still didn't lose.

Probably to avenge the broken arm and the loss of a son, the assassin who attacked the Qin family kept attacking the Qin family's arms and vital gate. Qin Hengyi's arm was accidentally broken. If Qin Hengxuan hadn't stopped him in the end, Qin Hengyi's Most of his arms were about to be chopped off by the gang, but Qin Hengxuan was stabbed through the whole chest with a knife, and he almost had to go to Po Meng for soup.

Qin Hengyi's hand bones were severely shattered... Now they are like a decoration, and they usually shake even when he holds a cup of tea.

All his skills were personally taught by General Qin, who knew how much he weighed.

Now that I have lost one hand, I am no better than before, but I am not bad at this moment. I can fight him on a par. I have fought with him twice, and Old General Qin has a good idea of ​​the opponent's strength. ——The one named Zuo is also a troublesome one.

I don't know how many people like this are around the other party. Was this trained by Jiang Zhanying?

If so, and if they are all so powerful...this old guy has some skills!

Mrs. Qin was silent for a long time: "Don't think too much, no matter what, we just try our best."

There is no use worrying.

General Qin closed his eyes and said no more.

The Qin family's entire family has joined the army, and now they no longer live in Hengyang. The Qin family's soldiers are guarding the border in layers, which can be said to be three layers inside and three layers outside.

Not far from the border, there is Yangguan Town. Together with the surrounding villages, there are more than 90,000 people in total. Once the border is lost, Yangguan Town will be the first to bear the brunt. Therefore, even if it is just a temporary truce, the Qin family will not dare to Back to Hengyang, he has been guarding the border.

Mr. Qin couldn't hide his exhaustion and fell asleep until midnight. The urgent horn sound sounded again, reaching almost every corner.

All the soldiers immediately rushed out of the tents, alert and alert. They lined up and attacked everyone.

Qin Yi's voice rang outside the tent: "General, the scouts reported urgently that the Eighty Thousand Army of the Great Dynasty is coming to the southwest of our army. It may be a night attack."

Qian'er had just finished the battle, and now another Come on, I won't even give you a breather.

General Qin stood up and put on his armor in a hurry: "Order your troops immediately."

"Yes."

General Qin came to the tent. Several of his lieutenants had already arrived, and Qin Hengxuan was among them.

After listening to the scout's detailed report, General Qin's face immediately darkened.

······The two armies faced off at Luoxia Valley.

When the troops are sent to fight, it is not that the two armies start fighting without saying a word, but more often than not they chat before the battle.

Jiang Zhanying is about the same age as General Qin, sixty-one or twelve years old. Most of them seem to have kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but this man's eyebrows are too narrow and he looks a little gloomy.

He was riding on a strong red war horse, looking at Old General Qin with a smile on his face.

"You're an old man, you came here very quickly."

General Qin looked at him coldly: "No faster than you, an old beast."

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Chapter 400

Jiang Zhanying's face turned dark immediately. He and General Qin, He Shengyu, had known each other for a lifetime. They wanted to bite each other hard when they met. Every time they started fighting, they would bicker first and then fight with each other. , in the past, Jiang Zhanying couldn't fight with Wu, and Jiang Zhanying couldn't fight with him in a verbal fight.

But 20 years have passed...

Now when he saw Qin Hengyi following General Qin, Jiang Zhanying laughed loudly: "You are the only one with this mouth. In fact, sometimes I can't understand, you Tell me, what's the puzzle? At such an old age, if you don't take good care of yourself, what if you accidentally die if you come here?"

Old General Qin held the spear tightly and smiled. After a few moments: "Then what are you trying to do? People with missing arms and legs don't think they can come here to be chopped down?"

Jiang Zhanying didn't get angry: "I'm thinking about the grandchildren at home. I have to earn some money for them. No, but what about you? "

Zi Zi Ji Zhu.

General Qin was stepped on a painful spot in an instant.

Seeing his face as black as ink, Jiang Zhanying laughed: "What you earned first will be enough for you to die!"

The Qin family is about to die, so why bother working so hard? If you have grandchildren and descendants, you can understand a little bit if you fight hard to keep them safe and wealthy, but what are you fighting for now? Anyway, the energy is running out.

The old general of Qin said coldly: "I, the man of the Qin family, should protect my family and the country."

For the family and the country, if you don't have a family, you should also be the country.

"You old beast, shut up! Don't ask me to take action. You only know that I am both civil and military."

Jiang Zhanying laughed: "You are an old man who kills a lot and commits many evil deeds, so your Qin family has no descendants..." "..." Before he could finish his words, Qin Hengyi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and threw it at him.

Jiang Zhanying did not move. When the sword was half a meter away from him, he was struck down by Zuo.

Qin Hengyi said nothing, brandished his spear and charged directly at the horse.

The two armies officially went to war.

Qin Hengyi fought with A Zuo.

General Qin has been paying attention to Qin Hengyi because there is something wrong with this kid.

Zuo, who was wearing a mask and pretending to be a ghost, seemed to be quite familiar with Qin Hengyi's moves. No matter which direction Qin Hengyi shot from, no matter how tricky the angle was, he could predict it and block it with his sword in an instant.

The two armies were fighting fiercely, and there were casualties. However, within a moment, a strong smell of blood floated in the air. This smell stimulated everyone's nerves. The soldiers were concentrating on the fight and did not dare to be distracted, because this was not a joke. Just kidding, the enemy's broadsword is so shiny that it reflects the cold light. If you don't pay attention, you will be left here.

There were clanging sounds of swords slashing everywhere, and the fight was tense. Everyone was tense, but at this moment, a sudden burst of laughter suddenly came over.

Who's laughing?

Damn it, there's a war going on! Can you be more respectful? This is a real fight! Who's still laughing?

Everyone was stunned.

Subconsciously looking for reputation.

It was Qin Hengyi who was laughing.

Jiang Zhanying and another man were fighting with General Qin. At this moment, he was at a disadvantage. Seeing that the other party wanted to capture the thief and capture the king, he immediately said: "What's going on? Old man, is your son sick? At this critical moment... ·····God is really going to destroy your Qin family! "

This is a good time to take his head."

Cut him.

General Qin did not move. Zuo seemed to be fooled by Qin Hengyi's move at first and stopped in shock. Now he received the order but did not move immediately. Jiang Zhanying called him again and Zuo tightened his grip. The hilt of the sword was silent for a moment, and his palms were all sweaty. If you look carefully, you can even find that his whole body is trembling slightly.

Several court soldiers were probably crazy about making meritorious deeds. When they saw Qin Hengyi like this, they immediately raised their swords to kill him. Some wanted to cut off his mount, and some wanted to cut off his legs, but they couldn't get close. Qin Hengyi used a spear to fly him away.

His eyes were red, and he spoke in a low voice, looking at Zuo with a good look, almost gritting his teeth, and every word seemed to be dripping with blood: "Lie to me, you fucking dare to lie to me."

Zuo's face Wearing a mask, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but when he heard this sentence that sounded like an accusation and an expression of extreme anger, his body froze and his eyes kept flickering.

"Zuo." Ah You shouted sternly: "Don't forget your parents."

There was a bit of struggle in Zuo's eyes, and an inexplicable sadness filled his heart.

When he saw a large number of soldiers being shot in the throat by Qin Hengyi, he still slashed at Qin Hengyi with his knife.

When Qin Hengyi saw this, he threw his spear away and called Qin Er.

Qin Er fought off the enemies who besieged him and handed him a soft whip in a tacit understanding.

Outsiders only know that the eldest son of the Qin family is faint of blood, and that the second son of the Qin family is good at swords and spears but not good at planning, especially the red-tasseled spear that is the best at shooting. But few people know that his soft whip is also the best.

However, the lethality of the soft whip is limited, and the battlefield is changing rapidly. It is best to be able to seal the throat with one sword and prevent the enemy from attacking again. Moreover, the soft whip is also somewhat feminine when used by men. Therefore, after getting older, Qin Hengyi never practiced the whip again. .

This move at this time can be described as surprising.

Qin Hengyi fought with Zuo again.

At first, the private soldiers of the Qin family thought that these two people knew each other, but now seeing Qin Hengyi's fighting style of wanting to tear the other party into pieces, they felt that they were overthinking it.

Qin Hengxuan's moves were all fierce. At this moment, Zuo couldn't predict his moves and was forced to retreat continuously.

The long whip was studded with barbs, and being whipped was no different from being struck by a sharp blade. In just a moment, the armor on Zuo's body was ripped open, and the whip was whipped back again with the sound of wind, as if it was carrying a thousand pounds of force. , Zuo was hit and flew out directly.

Qin Hengyi took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack. When a soft whip was about to hit him, Zuo wanted to dodge to the left. But as soon as he dodged and tried to turn around to fight back, he froze.

A long sword stabbed him in the chest.

It didn't pierce very deeply, but it hit his chest right at his heart. It was obviously trying to kill him.

Zuo seemed to be in disbelief. He raised his head and looked at Qin Hengyi blankly.

Qin Hengyi drew the sword with his left hand tremblingly, and when he wanted to add another blow, Ah You rushed over with his soldiers and fought with Qin Hengyi.

Jiang Zhanying saw that he was defeated by the Qin family's army again. He had been fighting for a long time now. Most of the people lying on the ground were their imperial soldiers. If he continued to fight, he was afraid that they would all be blamed here, so he had to order a retreat first.

General Qin did not pursue him, but rode his horse to Qin Hengyi and called him slightly worried: "Hengyi, are you okay?"

Qin Hengyi shook his head, still did not speak, and looked at the bloody handle in his hand blankly. The sword belongs to Qin Er.

General Qin looked at him: "Hengyi, did you remember something?"

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Qianzhou.

In July, no matter how reluctant it is, the common people have to harvest rice.

As soon as it was dried, the officers and soldiers went to the village to collect the grain.

There is no need to carry it to the town, it is only four cents per pound, and everyone is happy to sell it. In the past, I carried it to Huang's shop to sell it, but the manager wanted to get money, so he always found some excuse, or said that the grain was not full and the appearance was not good. You have to deduct some money, or you have to say it was dirty. Anyway, there is always a reason.

No one dared to refute, and immediately turned down their faces after saying that people were in charge, saying, "At this price, you can sell it or not." '

Other small grain shops in the town can't collect that much, so everyone has no choice but to endure it.

The family with little land was sold for only 8/9 taels, and the family with 11 or 12 acres of land was sold for much more, 15 or 6 taels.

In the past, they could not make more than one tael a year. Now, in just a few months, they have made more than a dozen taels in one go. It is unbelievable to hold the money in their hands.

After coming back to his senses, he couldn't help being happy and said thank you to Mr. Fang.

Naturally, the Huang family also knows about chemical fertilizers. At the end of June, they notified the shops below that there will be more food this year and the price will be reduced to five cents per catty.

That's less than three cents per kilogram.

The steward received the order and began to tidy up the warehouse. It must be freed up. Otherwise, when people come to sell grain, there will be no place to store it.

I'm afraid it will be a bit busier during this period, and we still need to recruit a few more people.

But everything was sorted and ready, but for a long time I didn't see the people picking up grain to sell.

The guy said, is it because the harvest is late this year? The millet hasn't been dried yet?

"Should..." Before the steward could say 'yes', he saw a man and a woman holding two children buying pancakes on the street.

An old man said: "Selling candied haws on a stick, selling candied haws on a stick."

"Mom, I want to eat candied haws on a stick."

"Okay, I'll buy them for you, old man, here are two bunches of candied haws on a stick."

"Okay, Si Wen."

Look at his clothes . The dress should be that of the village.

When did the people in the village become so lavish?

The man also carried a backpack on his back, which was full of things.

In previous years, when they sold grain and made money, those who were extravagant would cut pounds of meat back to make up for it, while others would go back without buying anything.

Haven't you sold any grain this year? Why are you so wealthy? Still buying so much? Are you finished working in the fields? Just came to town for a walk.

The official felt that something was wrong, so he sent a man to inquire. It turned out that the food had been sold to the official.

So what will they sell this year if they can't harvest food?

I have to tell the master.

Huang Zheng was so angry when he got the news that he dropped the tea cup to the ground.

There was no movement from the leader. He thought he was afraid of the Huang family!

Now I understand that holding back feelings is the ultimate trick.

OK OK!

Can you think that this way you can punish the Huang family?

It would be too much to underestimate Huang Zheng. So what if there is an emperor and the Qin family behind the prefect?

As the saying goes, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. The Huang family is the one who speaks in Quzhou. They were timid at first because they felt there was no need to break up. After all, they had some scruples. But now people are hitting him on Huang Zheng's face again and again. What is Huang Zheng doing? He was used to being complimented, so he couldn't stand this kind of anger. Now his anger and blood surged, his mind became confused, and he said directly:

"Pass the word, coarse grains will no longer be sold to the common people."

It was this trick again.

"Say it to the Ge family, the Li family, and the Jia family too."

These families are not selling grain, but one is a grocery store that specializes in oil, soy and vinegar, and the other two sell things that the common people use daily.

The Jia family is more powerful than the other two families and knows several butchers in the city.

If everyone joins forces and closes the door now, the people will not be able to buy food or meat, and there will definitely be trouble.

As soon as Mr. Huang spoke, not only the grain stores in Quzhou City, but also the grain shops in the town stopped selling coarse grains.

The common people are short of money, so they are selling rice for money now, and then buying coarse grains to eat. When things get better in the future, they will have money at home and feel at ease, so they will be willing to keep the grains at home for their own consumption.

I went into the store to buy some coarse grains to take home, but as soon as I entered the store, the waiter saw that he was wearing straw sandals on his feet, and the villagers dressed up, snorted, and came directly to push the person out.

"What are you doing? I want to buy some grain."

The clerk sneered directly: "I won't sell it."

"Why? I have money."

"I'll sell it to you if I have money? You won't sell grain to my shop. Why should we sell coarse grains to you?"

The old man was stunned for a moment.

Why is this!

Soldiers need to eat! People are tired from training! It's hard work and I can't go hungry.

The official is kind to them, so they are willing to sell to him, so they should follow him first.

I don't feel any regret at this moment, I just feel a little panicked. I don't know what to do. The millet has been sold. If I can't buy whole grains, what will I eat at home?

"Okay." A townie was shopping in the store and wanted to buy a few kilograms of noodles to go home. Huang's shop was closer, so he came in. After hearing this, the businessman even climbed on top of the customer. It's crazy.

"Old man, you can go to the shops of the Wang family and the Ye family to buy! They also sell grain."

That's right, why did you forget the Wang family and the Ye family?

If they don't sell it here, they go to the Wang family and the Ye family to buy it.

The man saw the two of them leaving together and was not worried.

The Wang family and the Ye family are not as good as the Huang family. They are just making small fuss. How can they sell so much coarse grains? When the time comes that I can't buy it anymore, I will definitely come back and ask for it.

Huang Zheng asked people to send news to the Ge family, Li family, and Jia family, hoping that they would cooperate. But the boy came back the next day and said that the shops of the Ge family, Li family, and Jia family were all open! No problem.

What?

It was reversed, every one of them was rebelled.

Huang Zheng was so angry that he came directly to the door and asked, aren't the two families family friends? This will ask you to close the door and help me, but you don't even want to help me. Are you looking down on me, Huang Zheng?

The head of the Jia family originally wanted to save face, but Huang Zheng's accusation-like words made him unhappy:

"You also know that we are family friends? How did your son treat my son? My son just said a few words to let him go. There is a horse riding on the street, and he wants my son to bark like a dog? If he doesn't bark, he will beat him. Do you understand this?"

Huang Zheng didn't say anything.

"You should understand! It just happened the year before last. Have you brought him to the door to apologize? Have you given my son an explanation? We are still friends from the family!"

Huang Zheng thought this matter was nothing at first. Just like his son slapped the servant, is it possible to ask him to apologize to the servant?

Although they were family friends, the Ge family, the Li family, and the Jia family were not as big in business as the Huang family, and Huang Zheng actually didn't think much of them.

How could the head of the Jia family not know what he was thinking.

Just like that, I still think about him going against the adults for him, so go back and have a dream first!

Are you stupid to go against an adult? People want people and people, and they want money and money. What can they use to argue with each other?

The ant still wants to trip up the elephant?

Do you still think that Master Fang is just like the magistrate of Anhe County and Tongzhi, and you still let him control you?

"Okay, keep this in mind for me." Huang Zheng left angrily.

At this moment, he could only hope that the Wang Ye family would not have so much grain to sell.

But for more than half a month, Wang Ye's family has been selling coarse grains as usual, and it seems they haven't sold out yet.

How is this possible!

These two shops are not big, and their business in the past was not very good. They do not store a large amount of grain. This grain is not easy to store. If you are not careful, it will cause moisture and insects. Moreover, if it is kept for a long time, it will become old grain. Easy to sell.

What happened this time?

Someone went to check again, and it turned out that the two families had secretly shipped a lot of grain from outside a few months ago.

Huang Zheng sat down on the stool dejectedly.

A few months ago, my lord, I was thinking of ousting the Huang family!

There was no movement at the front. It turned out that he was waiting for a direct blow at this moment.

Huang Zheng was forced to have no choice. He brought a gift and wanted to see Fang Zichen, begging him to be noble and let them go. Huang

Fang Zichen still didn't meet him.

What is this kind of businessman doing?

He gave Huang Zheng a chance. If Huang Zheng came to the door when he found out about this, it would be okay.

But unfortunately, Huang Zheng wanted to intimidate him in return. How could he bear it if he didn't take him seriously?

He openly went against the government.

A first-time merchant dared to do this, and he was already so crazy that if he didn't give him some clues, the Huang family might not even know who is the boss in Quzhou.

This is what happens if you mess with him.

What about the wealthy country gentry?

Think I can't touch you?

It is difficult to investigate what happened more than 20 years ago. Although there is no clear evidence to prove what Huang Zhengnian did, some things do not require evidence.

We can't punish you without evidence, but we can also punish you from the side. He didn't know how happy he was when he found out about this. At first, Fang Zichen didn't do anything. He thought that Fang Zichen had forgotten about it, or maybe after finding out about the Huang family later, he felt that the Huang family was not easy to move, so this matter was This is it. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be waiting here!

You have to be an adult!

If you don't take action, that's it. If you do... Huang Zheng will probably be in a hurry right now!

Huang Zheng was indeed anxious.

If you can't buy grain, you can't transport it to sell outside this year. The Huang family has grain shops in Qinzhou, Jizhou and other places, but they are not as big as the ones in Quzhou. They can cover the sky with one hand. On other people's territory, people don't care about you even if you fight in a small way. But if you become big and block people's way, do you think people will punish you? The strong dragons will not suppress the local snakes. Those shops have no food to sell, and they are all closed now.

What about transporting grain from outside to Qianzhou to sell?

This method doesn't work.

A pound of grain costs ten kilograms from outside. It is shipped here. Not counting the manpower along the way, it is still sold for ten kilograms. Can it be sold?

Coarse grains can be sold, but there is no way to get enough grains in large quantities in other places.

"Dad, what should we do?" Huang Bingzhong asked anxiously.

Huang Zheng had been so worried that most of his hair had turned gray during this period. Now after hearing Huang Bingzhong's words, a wave of anger rushed straight to his forehead.

what to do?

He knows what to do and is he still sitting here?

The son I raised is really useless. He is in his twenties. If something happens, I can't give him any advice or take away his worries. Now I can only ask him what to do!

Huang Bingzhong looked at him intently, and his heart went crazy: "Dad, why are you looking at me like this? Think of something quickly!"

Huang Zheng slapped him and shouted: "You trash, get out of here."

Mrs. Huang quickly gave her son a hand. With a look: "Master, don't be angry. Xiaozhong is also anxious. Don't be angry. We still have some fields in Anhe County!"

The fields in the four villages over there belong to the Huang family, several hundred acres. This year they I also used chemical fertilizers, and the yield was good. I harvested a lot, and it can last for a while. Although the shops in other continents are closed, there are still grains for sale locally in Qianzhou. It can last for a while, so don't worry.

Huang Zheng was about to breathe a sigh of relief when his servant ran in.

"Master, master, it's not good."

Huang Zheng asked quickly: "What's wrong?"

The servant said: "There is news from Anhe County, saying, say..."

Huang Zheng roared: "Say What?"

The servant was sweating: "The magistrate has given an order to let the people from Pingtian Village and Pingtian Village go to open up wasteland."

"What?" Huang Zheng was shaking, almost unable to stand it.

After opening up wasteland, who will farm the land for him?

At first, the villagers were grateful to the Huang family, but later they found out that it was the Huang family who was responsible. They really wanted to tear Huang Zheng's heart out.

I resented the Huang family and hated the Huang family, but I had to sacrifice three buckets of rice to grow it for the Huang family.

If they don't plant it, they really won't have anything to eat.

It's not that no one wants to open up wasteland, but there is a law in Daxia. You need to pay money to open up wasteland, four taels of silver per acre of land. Otherwise, the country's land will be given to you for free?

Without money, everyone would enclose the land and treat it as their own. Wouldn't it be chaos?

First of all, the land was sold because we were so poor that we had no choice but to sell it. How could we still have the money to open up wasteland?

Moreover, the land opened up is not good for growing food.

The paperwork has come down now. I won't charge you for the time being. I'll issue it to you. I'll make up for it later when I have money.

You have chemical fertilizers, but are you still worried that you won't be able to grow anything?

The Huang family's fields are no longer cultivated, and they have to open up wasteland.

The village was poor and had no cattle, so land reclamation and farming relied on a handful of people. First, dozens of cattle were recruited from the north. Now that the road was about to be built, Fang Zichen transferred some of them over and let the villagers take them first. Let's cultivate the land. This way we can open up wasteland faster. Otherwise, the land on the mountains is hard and it will take a long time just to rely on people. First, we should clear out a few acres and plant a crop of corn to get some food for the winter.

The villagers, old and young, all ran to the mountains. They didn't work as fast as the young men, but they could still hoe weeds and pick up branches.

Now it's better, no one is planting the fields in the Huang family, and there is no one to invite. Not to mention Huang Zheng, even Mrs. Huang is anxious now.

She had thought well beforehand that it didn't matter if the shop couldn't open. At worst, they could go back to the village. A few hundred acres of land would be enough for them to have enough food and clothing.

But now no one is planting. People in several villages are resentful of the Huang family. They can't hire anyone, so they hire people outside. If there are too few people, they won't want to go, but if there are too many, it's not cost-effective. They do it themselves. How many can be planted?

Having it is the same as not having it!

Mrs. Huang cried at the top of her lungs: "Master, what should I do? Please think of a solution!"

Huang Zheng sat slumped on the stool, his mind went blank.

Seeing Huang's shops closing one after another, everyone knew that the man named Fang was the real boss in Quzhou.

So what if the Huang family has been rooted in dry land for a long time?

People haven't done anything to you yet.

After Fang Zichen finished treating Huang Zheng, he felt better.

He will not let anyone off if they want to take advantage of him.

However, it was not good to just lift the Wang family. Later, they sent people to investigate and lifted the Ye family, which had a better reputation.

Now the two businesses are booming.

It's not just the matter of buying grain that made Fang Zichen hate the Huang family, but this person's business intentions are really too dark. If he continues to let it go, he himself will probably be suppressed by the Huang family.

After dealing with the Huang family, Fang Zichen had some free time. He took his three children to play around during the day. When he came back at night, Brother Zhao cooked his favorite dishes himself. Fang Zichen felt that this life was really enjoyable.

The weather was hot now, so Fang Zichen stopped cooking the children and took them to the river to wash them with a big basin.

Gungundandan likes to play in the water the most. He wears two small swimming rings under his arms and splashes in the water. His hands are turned into propellers. If the water ghost comes, he will probably get slapped twice.

The children in the village are good at swimming, and they like to play in the water in summer. The river is very lively now.

He found Guaizi's little yellow chicken again, and he always brought it with him every time he went out. The children in the village had never seen this thing before, and they were so curious. After Guaizi took them to lie on it for a while, the little yellow chicken The swimming ring has become the most popular. Children like it very much. They think it is big and high, like a castle on the sea. A group of children like to swim around the little yellow chicken, or take turns to sit on it and let other children push it. Or splashing water on each other and playing with each other, laughing and talking.