Space at hand: Pick up a prince to farm

Chapter 40 Touching Porcelain
What Cang Xiuxuan found for Song Chen was indeed a master with excellent craftsmanship. Cang Xiuxuan brought him from Shangjing to help him build Zhuangzi, named Zhuang Boxong.

Last night, Zhuang Bosong suddenly received an order to stop what he was doing and go to Beiguan Village to build a house.

The master was depressed all night and couldn't sleep. He didn't know what he had done wrong. King Qi wanted to punish him like this.

The closer the carriage got to Beiguan Village, the darker Zhuang Bosong's face turned.

This is true daring to be angry but not speaking out.

At this time, most of the villagers in Beiguan Village had not gone out. When they heard the sound of the carriage, everyone opened the door and looked out. The carriage passed through the village without stopping. Looking in that direction, everyone knew that they were going to Song Dynasty again. From the Dashan family.

This carriage is different from the one that came to pick up Song Chen before.

What kind of noble person did Song Chen hook up with?
Why are the carriages coming one after another?

Most of the villagers were envious, and some were jealous. When they thought of the carriage that they had never seen a few times, they were now picking up the silly girl Song Chen from time to time.

The imbalance in my heart almost reached the sky.

"This comparison between people is really irritating. I don't know how that girl Song Chen did it to make the nobles like her so much. It is better to be young. People like us are old and yellow, and the nobles will not take a look at her. ?”

The speaker was a widow with a bad reputation in the village. She looked at the beautiful carriage and said something strangely.

The closest home to their house was Man Jiang's house, and Man Jiang was the first to be unhappy when he heard what she said.

But he was a grown man and couldn't argue with a widow, so he could only go back to the house. Man Jiang's wife saw him like this and asked, but before Man Jiang could finish his words, his wife ran out.

Pointing at the widow's nose, he started scolding, "Widow Zhou, are you eating shit? You have such a bad mouth. You want to arrange a girl like Song Chen like this? If you don't follow the rules of women, you think everyone in the world is like you." Is it the same? Let me tell you, next time if you don’t have a door to your mouth, I will sew it up for you.”

Man Jiang's wife was a relatively aggressive person in the village. She had always been close to the Song Wang family, so naturally she couldn't bear to hear other people say this.

After hearing what she said that week, the widow entered the door dejectedly and closed the door with a clang.

Leaning against the door, she patted her chest, walked to the water tank in the kitchen and took a look at her appearance. She took out the rouge that had not been used for a long time and put it on her face. She quietly walked through the back door. out.

Zhuang Bosong's carriage stopped directly outside Song Chen's shabby house. Song Chen hurriedly ran out when he heard the noise.

When he opened the door, he saw a middle-aged man in green clothes standing next to the carriage with a frosty look on his face.

This person was none other than Zhuang Bosong. Zhuang Bosong also saw Song Chen and took two steps forward with the unhappiness in his heart, "Is this girl Song Chen?"

Song Chen nodded, "I am Song Chen. Did Cang Xiuxuan ask you to come here?"

"Miss Song, be careful what you say." Zhuang Bosong was frightened by Song Chen's boldness in calling King Qi by his first name, and he quickly raised his hands and saluted upward.

Song Chen looked at his movements in confusion, wondering what he meant.

Zhuang Bosong was even more dissatisfied. Of course, he was not dissatisfied with Cang Xiu Came here.

Can he be used when building a house in the village?

Isn't it killing a chicken with a sledgehammer?

But he thought like this in his heart, and he didn't dare to disobey the order given by King Qi himself, "I'm Zhuang Bosong, I don't know what kind of house Miss Song wants to build, I can give you some advice."

"Are you just giving me some advice? I asked Cang Xiuxuan to help me find a master." Song Chen was also a little dissatisfied with Zhuang Bosong.

The way he looks is that he is reluctant, so if you look down on him, don't come.

This Cang Xiuxuan is not very reliable. If he had known it, he would have gone to Shopkeeper Cui.

"Miss Song, Qi... My master's name cannot be used casually. As for my plan, I will give you some advice and it will be enough for me to make your house the best in this village."

Zhuang Bosong thought that Song Chen also paid attention to this, but it was just vanity at a young age. With the support of his master, he wanted to get ahead in the village.

He has seen a lot of people like this.

How could Song Chen not understand the meaning of his words? His face darkened immediately, "It's better not to waste Master Zhuang's time. Please come back."

Zhuang Bosong watched Song Chen turn around and leave. He was stunned and made no next move for a long time.

Just now, when the girl slammed the door, he clearly saw that the broken house was shaking.

It was time to abandon this house. He couldn't help but wonder, had he gone too far just now?
But was he wrong?

Zhuang Bosong sat on the carriage with a depressed look on his face again. Looking at the door of the Song family that had not been opened for a long time, he had no choice but to let the coachman drive the carriage back first.

"Go back to town first."

He has to report what happened here to King Qi, otherwise when King Qi comes to investigate, he will be left with nothing to eat. "Ouch~"

Before the carriage left the village, it stopped again. There was a woman's voice outside, and Zhuang Bosong, who had been rejected, opened the car curtain impatiently.

"what happened!"

The coachman jumped off the carriage to check the situation below, and replied with a somewhat panicked expression, "Mr. Zhuang, maybe the carriage hit someone."

Zhuang Boxong didn't look so impatient after hearing this. He got out of the carriage and jumped out. He saw a woman covering her calf and falling in front of the horse.

When Zhuang Bosong was in the car, he had been thinking about Song Chen and didn't pay attention to the situation outside. When he saw someone actually falling in front of the carriage, he felt guilty and prepared to take some money out.

"Oh, it hurts so much. My leg is broken. It hurts me so much." The person lying on the ground was none other than the widow that week. She saw that Zhuang Bosong was just taking out the money but did not come forward to help her. Yelled it louder.

Widow Zhou called back while secretly glancing at Zhuang Bosong.

Previously, I just thought that the people riding in the carriage must be rich or noble. As long as I can catch such a person, I can leave this poor village and live the life of a wealthy person.

She didn't expect that the people on the carriage were so elegant and handsome, and the widow felt her heart beating uncontrollably.

Who is Zhuang Bosong? He is a well-known architect in Dayong Kingdom. He has seen many dirty tricks over the years, and there are also many women who have fallen for him.

At this moment, he came back to his senses and caught Widow Zhou's ulterior motives in her eyes.

He paused in taking out the money and said, "Si Si, give me some money and ask the villagers to help find Li Zheng and the doctor from this village."

Wei Si is Zhuang Bosong's follower here. He has been with him for a while and knows a little about him.

Immediately, he led the carriage to a nearby tree and tied it up. He ran forward for a short distance and called a villager, "Fellow, can you help me call you Li Zheng and the doctor? The money will be considered as hard work."

Wei Si took out a piece of broken silver from his body, which looked like a small penny.

When the villager saw such a large piece of silver, he hurriedly agreed, "I'm going right away. Where do you want to call me?"

Wei Si pointed to where Zhuang Bosong was standing, "It's right where the carriage is hitched. Hurry up."

The villager nodded and ran towards Naizheng's house.

There was someone riding a carriage in the village who had something to do and wanted to see the doctor. Lin Maofeng didn't dare to delay, so he called Li Langzhong and ran over there.

It was not that the widow hadn't heard about Zhuang Bosong asking someone to call him Li Zheng that week, but she didn't give up. She even thought that it would be better if Li Zheng came. Then she would make her situation more serious and see what happened to this man. manage.

She didn't believe that he could shirk it in front of so many people.

"Sir, I am the mayor of this village. What can I do for you?" Lin Maofeng saw Zhuang Bosong wearing a long robe and called him "sir" respectfully.

In Dayong, anyone with knowledge and status can be called sir.

Most of the time, the identity of the other party can be seen from the style of clothing. Most of the rough people in the countryside like Beiguan Village wear long trousers and short jackets.

"My servant accidentally injured someone while driving the carriage. Please come here and be a witness."

Lin Maofeng was a little confused. Generally, if a carriage hits someone, if it's not serious, they will pay a few coins to settle the matter. Why does this person need any witnesses?
At this time, Widow Zhou snorted twice again. When Lin Maofeng saw that the other person was Widow Zhou, his heart skipped a beat.

"How will you be here?"

Widow Zhou's home is at the head of the village, but this is the end of the village. She has no fields and no land here. Why would she come here for nothing?

Lin Maofeng glanced at the carriage on the side, then at Zhuang Bosong with his hands behind his back, and seemed to understand something in his heart.

"Mr. Li, please take a look at her first. It's best if everything is fine. Don't waste this gentleman's time."

Langzhong Li nodded and knelt down next to Widow Zhou. He asked her a few questions first, but Widow Zhou just grunted and said nothing. Later, Langzhong Li wanted to help her feel her pulse, but Widow Zhou was unwilling to say anything. Men and women are different.

After such a commotion, many people came over to watch the fun.

Zhuang Bosong looked at the messy Widow Zhou, feeling disgusted and resentful towards Song Chen.

"Li Zheng, I can't stand Widow Zhou's injury. I'd better leave first." Widow Zhou didn't cooperate, and Mr. Li had no choice.

Lin Maofeng looked at Zhuang Bosong, whose expression was getting worse and worse. He wanted to pick up Widow Zhou and throw her into the ditch.

"I'm here to help take a look. There shouldn't be any difference between men and women."

While Lin Maofeng was running around anxiously, a clear voice came from behind the crowd. Everyone consciously moved out of the way, and Song Chen walked towards Widow Zhou with a smile.

(End of this chapter)