Wear ancient times with a house

Chapter 349

Let's not mention the specifics for the time being. Looking back at the current county government, Song Nian is fighting with Zhang Xiancheng because of the repair of the city gate.

It's a somewhat awkward confrontation, for both sides.

As far as Song Nian was concerned, when he received the news, he naturally hoped to make a countermeasure as soon as possible. He was not doing it for his own benefit, so why was he not understood?

Of course, there is a little bit, after all, their whole family lives in Qinxi County, and now they can't send them away at once, so repairing the city wall is also beneficial to him.

But for Zhang Xiancheng, that is:
Well, within two months of pretending, the fox's tail was exposed.

This kind of project is often the easiest place to make money.

If the same material is poorly used, or a mixture of good and bad is used, if it is recorded as good in the account, more money will come out; the construction period and labor costs also have tricks to do.

Zhang Xiancheng is not saying that the city wall should not be built, but that Song Nian's haste to build it makes people feel that there are ulterior motives.

Of course, there is the most important point, that is, the county government does not have much money to spend, and if the recruitment of peasants is delayed, it will undoubtedly make the already poor finances even worse.

Song Yun and Song Zhen came here at this time, and she was afraid of crowding and stampede, so she ran so anxiously.

On the way, they came across a carriage, and the person sitting in the carriage had once come to the Song family for a banquet. Although Song Yun and the others didn't quite remember each other's name, they still rubbed against the carriage cheekily.

After finally arriving at the county government office, I saw Song Nian and Zhang Xiancheng staring at each other, while the others were standing on both sides with their heads lowered and secretly flirting.

Song Zhen didn't care what they were doing, so he hurriedly said as soon as he entered:
"There was a robbery at the gate of the city, and some people were injured. Brother is maintaining order. Let's come back and ask for help."

Then the person who secretly winked stopped, and the two people who were confronting each other also turned their heads.

Distributing potatoes to farmers is not an important thing, what is important is the early publicity and arrangements, and the guarantee that these potatoes will not be collected at high prices during the planting process.

As for the distribution of potatoes, everyone felt that it would be enough to send out a few yamen servants, and Song Nian would send his own children out to watch over them.

There is such a thing as scrambling, which is expected, but it is unexpected that the situation cannot be controlled.

Song Nian turned his head to look at a person. Song Yun had a little impression of this person. He was the little leader of the yamen servants. His surname was Wen. He had a very distinctive appearance. His eyes were a little protruding, with many whites, commonly known as dead fish eyes.

In fact, this kind of eye shape is not uncommon in previous lives. After wearing glasses for a long time, especially those with high myopia, it is easy to develop this kind of eye shape.

But it was really special in ancient times, so Song Yun remembered it after seeing it once.

And his status is also quite interesting, his status is not high, but he has mastered part of the armed forces. If you compare it horizontally, it is similar to the first position in "Water Margin", which is Wu Song's status.

In short, when something happened, Song Nian subconsciously looked at the other party, and it was true that the responsibility was clearly divided.

Chief Wen probably felt wronged. The person who distributed the potatoes was indeed his subordinate, but he didn't find it difficult to do such a thing, so he muttered:
"A bunch of trash, someone is causing trouble, just pick a few thorns and tie them up and whip them..."

Song Yun felt a little uncomfortable. This is too arrogant. It is right to control the most powerful robbers. Afterwards, they can be fined and detained for retrial, but it is not guilty of beating someone.

She said a little stiffly:

"Boss Wen, this is not the time to talk about these things. How to train the yamen servants is an arrangement that you will make afterwards. You should send someone to control the situation now."

Leader Wen was a little choked up, thinking that listening to the county magistrate is a distinction between superiority and inferiority, what's the matter with listening to a girl, the county magistrate's family can't be domineering in front of them.

But Song Nian also frowned, and Zhang Xiancheng reprimanded him one step faster than Song Nian:
"That's right, such a big man, even the young lady of the Song family is not as good as him? Don't you know what's more important? Hurry up and get someone, and you will follow."

Song Nian thought about it, and decided to check on the situation. He was also quite muttering about Chief Wen's position now.

He doesn't have much experience in such things, but Chief Wen always has them. Those yamen servants have always been the existence that the people can't mess with. Why did they lose the chain at this time?
Moreover, after Song Jun and Song Ce came in to inform him of the accident, Chief Wen did not show enough emergency response capabilities. If it wasn't true that he was lacking in capabilities, then he must have a ghost in his heart.

Song Nian was afraid that the other party would play tricks in the past, and Song Ce, a half-grown child, would not be able to see it, so he simply followed.

Once he left, Song Yun and the others didn't want to go home anymore, and they had to follow him to see the situation.

Probably because he had listened to too many safety awareness lectures in his previous life, Song Yun's imagination was really the consequences of various stampede incidents, but after a closer look, it was not the case at all.

I don't know if it's Song Ce's strong ability, or the people at this time are really docile. When a dozen or so of them, including eight or nine strong young and middle-aged men, rushed to arrive, there was no interaction. Beatings, stampedes, etc.

Instead, all the potatoes that should have been distributed were distributed, but people hardly left.

A small trolley was surrounded by a group of people, and there were several piles of this kind of loose potato protection alliance. Their movements were vigilant, but their eyes and expressions were full of curiosity and excitement, as if they were eating melons.

In the open space in the middle, Song Ce stood aside awkwardly, looking like he didn't know what to say, but he didn't want to ignore it.

And in the middle, there are two "old geese" flapping their wings and jumping around in place, pointing and spitting at each other.

This is a metaphor. To be precise, it is two old grandmas, lean but very energetic. They jumped up, slapped their buttocks, pointed forward with the other hand, and cursed each other in a drawn-out tone. .

Song Yun was not very familiar with the dialect of the Qinzhou Mansion, but now it has added a tone and protracted the voice, and it is even more incomprehensible.

Song Nian didn't understand either, and was shocked to the ground and didn't dare to go forward, so he could only ask left and right:
"What are they talking about?"

(End of this chapter)