Jiaohua

There are a bunch of gifts on the ground, apart from a few conspicuous gift boxes, there are also a few bamboo baskets.

There are two old hens in one bamboo basket, and the remaining bamboo baskets are full of agricultural vegetables.

There is also a sack at the back, which is full of bacon and sausages.

The weather is not good and they are too public, so they put them in the alley next to them. Now that they dragged Fan Waitchun away, Fan Waitchun's eyes looked straight.

"Here, are you really giving it to me?" Fan et al. said.

A person whispered quickly in his ear, and Fan Dengchun opened his eyes wide: "Which God of Wealth is this? Is it real or fake?!"

The other person lowered his voice: "It's Master Zhi."

Fan Waitchun took a deep breath: "He is still in Mingtai County? No, he made such a big deal, so he gave it to you? What about the others? There was a murder at the entrance of the dojo just now."

"Where is the lavishness given to us, the most lavish one is the area of ​​Nanchangzhuang, followed by Liujia Village and Shiqiao Daopo."

"Second Brother Fan, you didn't go to Nanchangzhuang to see. The people in Nanchangzhuang have all gone."

"Empty?" Fan and other spring surprised.

"Well, this master is really powerful. He arranged for the whole village to go outside. We'll do it outside."

"My sixth uncle is from Nanchangzhuang. His wife came back last month and said that he eats well, dresses well, earns a lot of money, and his life is nourishing!"

Fan and other spring didn't know if what they said was true or not, they were taken aback when they heard it.

He looked back at the great gifts in front of him, the chicken was still cooing, it was alive, not a fake chicken.

"It's a pity," one person sighed, "Although Master Zhi is rich, he can't manage the entire Mingtai County, so the few villages next to Xucheng can live better."

Fan et al. Chun didn't understand: "Then you haven't thought about why he treats you so well?"

"We can do it!"

"Yes, the mulberry households in Liujia Village are all real craftsmen, and the tea in Nanchangzhuang is also fragrant!"

"People from Zhiye said that we rely on our own hands to eat, and we can earn as much as we do. If we don't take more from us, we won't take advantage of us!"

Fan waited for Chun to look at them. He said "We can do it!" just now, as if he saw the light in the eyes of his childhood playmate.

They were all honest and simple country folks, and it was the first time Fan et al. Chun saw them so spirited.

And this kind of spirit is completely different from those faces he just saw on the street.

As agreed, the people of Mingtai County are full of complaints, are the common people living in dire straits?
"You guys can take this gift back," Fan et al. Chun said, "It's all hard money, so it's not appropriate to give it to me."

"We can't take it back. We went into the city with Mr. Li and the others. These things can only be brought in on a pole and a cart. If we want to take them out, it's impossible."

"Yeah, Second Brother Fan, just accept it. My father said, the last time he went to Hejing to beg for an official and knelt in the sky, you were the one who arranged for him the hotel and took care of him. Whatever you say, accept it, Otherwise he will kill me."

"Yes, just accept it!"

Fan Waitchun had no choice but to accept it.

There were too many things to show off, so he went back and called a few well-connected subordinates to quietly move them back through the back door.

After they all moved back to their room, he opened the gift boxes and found that they were all reasonably priced tonics.

A few subordinates around him praised him, saying that it was precisely because Fan et al. Chun was a good person that his brother remembered him even after his success.

Fan waited for Chun to pack up a few gift boxes and said, "I have to go and find Mr. Hang."

One of his subordinates said: "Yes, the news of our move in has been seen to some extent, so we have to honor Mr. Hang first."

The Master Hang they talked about is Hang Yusheng, the current minister of the Ministry of Industry. Because the Ministry of Industry is a thorn in the emperor's eyes, this Master Hang is stared at by the emperor almost every day. Skimp.

Fan waited for Chun to bring only one of his men to find Hang Yusheng. At this time, the servant was sitting behind the office desk, dressed in plain white clothes, with the word distracted written on his face.

Fan waited for spring, and told him all the words of the two fellow villagers, and pushed the gift box in his hand on the desk: "Master, you have worked hard these few days, and these tonics are for you."

Hang Yusheng looked at the medicine on the table, was silent, and said, "You mean Nanchangzhuang, in Xucheng, Mingtai County?"

"Ah."

"Is there still a shortage of people?"

"what?"

"Is there a shortage of people?" Hang Yusheng raised his eyes and looked at Fan Waitchun, "I want to resign and go to that kind of field, do you think it's okay?"

"……what?"

Hang Yusheng sighed softly: "Deng Chun, you are not an outsider, I will tell you the truth, our Ministry of Industry really can't afford the money."

"This, Deng Chun knows."

"If the construction period is up and the construction is not completed, it will be the Ministry of Industry who will be punished and scolded. But a clever woman can't live without rice and silver. How can I support us to build bridges, pave roads, build walls and transport bricks? So as early as a few years ago, I Let my brother-in-law and the others... go to the folks to buy at least a dozen shops," Hang Yusheng closed his eyes as he spoke, "Now they have finally been discovered, and they have been found."

Fan Waitchun's eyes widened: "My lord, this is..."

This is going to kill your head.

Hang Yusheng lamented: "Yu Chuancai has Yu Shiling's backing behind him, so he can't avoid being ransacked, but I, the thorn in the emperor's eye... wait for spring, I have to find a way out of Hejing!"

Fan waited in a panic and said, "My lord, if that's the case, then I'll ask Master Zhi about it?"

"Yes, that master has a lot of ways outside. If you can help the old man connect this thread, the old man will be grateful!"

Looking at Hang Yusheng's expectant eyes, Fan Waitchun felt very uncomfortable, and he looked at the gift box on the table: "The reason why your lord set up those shops is also for the Ministry of Industry, and Fan Waitchun will definitely do his best for this matter. Your lord will accept these tonics first, and yesterday I mourned for a day and a night in You'an Palace, so my lord should make up for it."

Leaving Hang Yusheng's office, Fan et al. Chun had a lot of worries after returning to his room.

Thinking of what those two fellow villagers mentioned about Master Li, Fan Dengchun was suddenly annoyed that he didn't ask a few more questions, and he didn't ask them what they were doing in the city.

Now, where can I find someone?
At the same time, Mu Tingyu was sitting in the courtyard waving a fan in the strong wind, looking up at the dark cloudy sky, feeling the same confusion in his heart, where to find someone.

The entourage hurried in from outside: "My son, my son!"

Mu Tingyu looked at it, and said lazily: "Is there any news about Miss Ali?"

"It's almost like that," the attendant pointed to the outside, "here came a fat man who claimed to be surnamed Yang and said he belonged to Miss Ali."

"Sent by Miss Ali?" Mu Tingyu immediately sat up with his fans closed, "Then what are you waiting for, invite someone in!"

"Yes!" cried the attendant.

Mu Tingyu got up, raised his hand to straighten his hair crown, and then pulled his clothes flat.

The entourage came back soon, and the person behind him was indeed quite round, with his hands behind his back, walking slowly, looking around at the gardens and trees in his mansion, with a satisfied smile on his chubby face.

This demeanor is leisurely, and I can see that he is not waiting for leisure.

Looking up and seeing Mu Tingyu, Yang Guanxian smiled even brighter, stepped forward and said, "Young Master Mu, I've seen it before."

"Mr. Yang is polite." Mu Tingyu said politely.

"Oh," Yang Guanxian looked him up and down, "Mu Xiaoshi is really as handsome and suave as the rumors say."

Mu Tingyu laughed and said, "Where, this son is not tall enough."

Yang Guanxian was a little surprised and raised his eyebrows.

Back then, Huiping's pawn shop had studied this young son of Rongguo Duke's mansion. He had a bad temper, cruel and merciless, gloomy and eccentric, very feminine, and he walked around.

Right now, the smile is sincere, and there is no pressure to tease herself. This transformation... Could it be that Miss Ali polished it all by herself?

Hey, as expected of Mrs. Xia.

Yang Guanxian went straight to the topic and said, "My lord, my girl asked me to come to ask my lord to accompany me to do a few things. I don't know how busy my lord is."

"Not busy, not busy," Mu Tingyu hurriedly said, "As long as Miss Ali speaks, I can put aside the big things at hand! No, no, there are no big things at all, Miss Ali is my god!"

Yang Guanxian paused, and muttered, "That's really... oh my god."

How did he become like this!
Mu Tingyu said: "Mr. Yang, then, what's the matter?"

"Oh, grab the money," Yang Guanxian said, "Go and grab a woman named Shu Yuezhen, my girl said, at least 20 taels must be snatched back."

Mu Tingyu's eyes lit up: "What do you think you're doing? I love doing this. Let's go!"