Jiang Nv is indescribable

Chapter 170 Get used to it
After all, they didn't move into Fan Guangxian's house, Xiao Yuandu didn't say much, and Jiang Fosang just pretended that he didn't know about it from the beginning to the end.

After waiting for a while, finally waited until the sky cleared, and hurriedly repaired the old house.

The main body remained unchanged, only the roof part was replaced, and some badly mottled doors and windows were replaced, and the plaque on the second hall of the lobby was newly made.The new plaque was hung up, and it finally looked like a government office.

Xiao Yuandu, who was tired of running around, saw the government soldiers and handymen working, so he also got involved.Wearing rough clothes and short clothes, climbing up and down, he can't tell that he is a governor, let alone a county magistrate.

Perhaps because the sky was high and the emperor was far away, the custom of officials taking a bath once every five days was completely empty talk when it came to Wu Xiong.When meeting someone like Xiao Yuandu again, not to mention ordering and painting on time every day, he even seldom goes to the front office, and he sleeps almost every day.

Jiang Fosang was puzzled, as the magistrate of a county, even though he was a petty official, he was still in charge of the military, politics, punishment and education of the county, how could he have nothing to do?

Xiutu said that the common people do not go out in winter, and there are few troubles. "For some miscellaneous tasks, there are county magistrates, county magistrates, masters, and court officials. You don't need your son."

Jiang Fusang paused, "My husband trusts them."

"It's not a question of trust or disbelief, Wu Xiong is such a big place, how big a deal can it be? The young master is impatient to take care of those trivial things."

Jiang Fosang smiled and stopped talking.

Fortunately, the house was patched up at random, and after a few days, the snowflakes that came and went began to fall all over the sky again.

Wu Xiong was indeed much colder than Jiyuan.It is also snow, the snow in Jiyuan is like a goose feather, and the snow in Wu Xiong is as big as a mat, this can be seen.

After settling down completely, Jiang Fosang began to live in seclusion.

In the beginning, the family members of the county magistrates and magistrates would cheer up to see them when they came to visit, but later they simply stayed behind closed doors. No matter who asked for a meeting or who invited them for a banquet, they all refused on the grounds of feeling unwell.

Not that she thought so.Compared with human relationships, she cherishes her life more.

If you fall ill again, no one will care about life and death, so why bother?It's better to read books, play chess, or gossip with maids occasionally.

The only one who is unimpeded by the wind and snow is Chun Rong, who has to get up to practice martial arts with Master Ying every day before the hour.

The sincerity of his heart and the firmness of his mind made Jiang Fosang admire and envy him at the same time - he obviously looked thinner than himself, but it was like cast copper, no matter how hard he tossed, he would not get sick.

Calamus smiled: "Your Majesty, how can you compare with her? Not to mention that Chun Rong went to the mountains and rivers since she was a child, how many of her strange powers can match her? In addition to Master Ying's training..."

Jiang Fosang was thoughtful.

Chunrong became a monk halfway, but Master Ying said it was not too late, and more than once praised Chunrong as a good seed for martial arts.She didn't expect to have Chunrong's supernatural power either, she just hoped that her body would be stronger and she would not always be held back.

Call Master Laiying and let her see if she is "a man who can be made".

I walked all the way from Jiyuan to Wu Xiong, why should Master Ying look again, "If you are interested, Young Madam, I can teach you a set of boxing skills... In fact, there is no need for boxing skills. After the weather warms up, Young Madam can run more. Receive the effect of strengthening the body. As for the others, let nature take its course and cannot be forced."

That's enough euphemism.By implication, she wasn't that material at all.

After Master Ying left, Jiang Fosang wrapped up the brocade quilt silently, and told Calamus: "Add another pot of charcoal."

Calamus glanced at the room, three pots had already been placed, and asked, "Is the lady still cold?"

Jiang Fosang nodded: "I feel chilled."

"..." Calamus held back a smile and walked out.

After Jiang Fusang was hit knowingly, he didn't think about anything, he just thought about how to prolong the winter day when "the sun and the moon are not as bright as this, only the North Wind comes up from the sky in anger".

In such an extremely cold place, I really don't understand how the local people in Wuxiong survived.She still has some ways to keep warm, how can those Li and Shu who can't afford charcoal, fur, or even clothes and household food survive?
Calamus said that one side of the water and soil nourishes the other side of the people, playing a niche here, and you get used to it over time, and it will be fine if you get used to it.

"Just get used to it..." Jiang Fusang sighed facing the snowy and icy sky outside, "The sky is so unfair."

But has God ever been fair?And she didn't seem to be able to do anything other than a worthless sigh.

Everyone has snow waiting to be swept in front of her door, and the snow in front of her door is three feet thick, so how can she control others?It seems that it is not her turn to control.

But the person who should take care of it doesn't care...

Since she closed the door, Xiao Yuandu has been going out all day, either taking his black general to the racecourse in the outskirts of the city, or going to the military camp stationed nearby.The town goes out early and returns late every day, and hardly eats at home.

The two have different tastes, so they can't eat together at all. Even if he occasionally eats at home, Fang Po will make two copies and send them to their respective rooms.Therefore, although the two lived together in the same courtyard, they rarely met.

Looking forward to the Shangsi Festival.

In Southland, Shangsi Spring Festival is the most anticipated event every year.

In the month of mid-spring, it is the time when the grass grows and the warblers fly. Young gentlemen dress up, entertain friends, feast and play;

There are no wars and famines, nor strong winds and snowstorms. Under the sunshine and the nourishment of the spring breeze, there are joyous songs and dances, and the music is flowing.It is really a great joy in life to pick a bluegrass plant by the waterside and give it as a gift after returning from an outing.

In addition to praying and outing, it is also a good time for unmarried men and women to meet.As long as the young man and the young lady see each other right, they can express their affection to each other. This is an act that is in line with the time and human nature, and will not be banned by the government, nor will it be criticized by the parents.But only on this day.

In the past, Jiang Fusang might not like to participate so much, it was always Foyin who forced her to go.But maybe after being bored for a long time, she actually started to miss it.

The northern land also attaches great importance to the Shangsi Festival, but the southern land is already in spring clothes at this time, but Wu Xiong is still dazzled and flying everywhere.Don't talk about the rivers and lakes, the Muma River in the south of the city and the north of the city are all frozen, washing is impossible, but there are sacrifices.

Jiang Fosangben also planned to wait and see to see how the exorcism of the Northland and the Southland differed.

As a result, the wind was too strong today, she and Chang Pu couldn't open their eyes even before they were discharged from the hospital, they couldn't stand still with each other's support, and they were blown back and forth.

Fortunately, Chun Rong and Master Ying stopped behind, otherwise they would really "fly away with the wind".

Just when Xiao Yuandu came out of the side room, seeing this scene, the loops of the cotton cloak hadn't been fastened yet, so he laughed at it first.

After such a toss, Jiang Fosang also stopped thinking about going out.

Calamus did not dare to be sloppy.Ordering people to prepare enough hot water, the clean room is also warmed up, and serving the female monarch to take a bath is barely considered a scene.

In the second half of the afternoon, the wind finally stopped, and the master and servant went to the back garden.

(End of this chapter)