Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

Now these outstanding talents have integrated into Fushan as a whole. Seeing Zhang Shouren coming, these people bowed and saluted like ordinary Fushan people, but the smiles on their faces were a little more reserved. After all, for them, Now this little time is not enough to treat myself as a Fushan person, I still have a feeling of a guest... Of course, for Zhang Shouren, it is still necessary for them to really blend in, join in, and become a part of the big family of Fushan.

Amidst these smiling faces and the sound of blessings, Zhang Shouren also felt lazy, his body aches and pains, and tiredness.

The heart is tired, and the body is also tired.

After so many days, he didn't take a serious rest. He used it as three days a day. Other officers could rest, and only cared about the piece he grabbed.

Such a day, too long, too long... [

When he arrived in front of the Hundred Households Hall, he jumped off his horse and strode inside.

If you didn't enter the door, you could feel the difference from before. The entire official hall is a courtyard with three entrances, and the outermost is the vermilion gate. The door has just been rebuilt. The two stone lions are not big, and they look cute with their teeth and claws.

In the middle of the door, there is a big red happy letter pasted upright. Walking inside, there are all kinds of paper-cut decals, which decorate the entire outermost courtyard with joy.

"My lord is back."

"Oh, it's the adults who are back."

In the yard, there was a burst of fragrance. They were all ten-year-old girls with flushed faces and flickering eyes. They all avoided Zhang Shouren's eyes and did not dare to look at him.

Zhang Shouren looked at it and smiled, seeing everyone bowing down like putting candles in, he raised his hand slightly, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry for you, I call you to help."

"What are you talking about?" Old Zhang Gui also rushed over after hearing the news, and while helping to pat the dust off Zhang Shouren's body, he said with a smile, "Hurry up and rest early, the new clothes are all on the bedside , Tomorrow morning, I will change into a new one, and I will go to greet my relatives after lunch."

The weddings of the ancients were really cumbersome, and life in agricultural society was slow-paced, so in this kind of matter, they paid special attention to details, and each pile was a test of people's patience.

Zhang Shouren has already saved a lot of trouble. Before, the etiquette of Naji Nacai and asking about his name was all done for him. Can he work hard.

In a lazy atmosphere, Zhang Shouren agreed with a smile, watching these female guests continue to be busy...God knows where there are so many tedious things to do.

He entered the inner house by himself, and returned to his own room. The room was already filled with bright red, from the bed to the bedding to the furniture, everything was bright red.

"This color is really..."

Zhang Shouren really wanted to say that the color tone was too dazzling, but he thought that it was made by other people's hard work, and there were some people around him who were busy working. Changed his words: "It's really pretty."

Everyone couldn't help laughing, but everyone also saw that he was tired, so they said tired and quit one by one.

Burying himself deep in the quilt, Zhang Shouren couldn't help but think of his new wife.

Before getting engaged, Zhang Shouren had a lot of dealings with Yunniang. At that time, Zhang Shouren was young at heart and felt that he was from a hundred households. He was a little hesitant to marry Yunniang, a poor military family, and sometimes he still wanted to accept the other party as Concubines are also good.

Later, Zhang Shouren's modern soul came through time travel, and the two phases intersected, killing the pirate Han Liu, and then proposed marriage to Yunniang's family as a matter of course, and settled the marriage.

When he was from a hundred households, this marriage was not too far off, but now that he is a guerrilla general with a military rank of second rank, many people say that the bride's family background is too low, A little out of place. [

But Zhang Shouren didn't care about this statement, he married a person, not a family.

Furthermore, both the father-in-law and the mother-in-law are honest people who have nothing to say, and they work hard to grow tobacco for him. Lin Wenyuan, the uncle, is able to help him, his confidant in his confidant.

Yun Niang is also a very cute girl, she can be called a virtuous lady, she will be a good hand at housework in the future.

If you get a wife like this, what can your husband say?

"It's finally settled. Here, there will also be a mistress..."

The red candle was beating, and Zhang Shouren gradually fell asleep. Here, he really felt that he had really become a man of the Ming Dynasty, a military officer of the Ming Dynasty, and the head of a family with roots down, not There is a feeling of passing by, and all the past is just a life skill, not an emotional sustenance.

The past, let it pass.

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In the early morning of the next day, when Zhang Shouren went out and stood under the dripping eaves of the corridor of the outer courtyard lobby, Zhou Binglin, a thousand households in Fushan, had been standing under the eaves for a long time with a smile on his face.

"Old Qianhu, how dare you do that!"

"Guohua, you're welcome, the old man came to congratulate you, it's a matter of course, why bother to look outside."

Many times, Zhou Binglin, a thousand households, has been almost forgotten.

Zhang Shouren is the serious master of Fushan. Go to Guchengji, Fangjiaji, Jimo County, and Jiaozhou City. , that is, the Qingdao area of ​​later generations is the main area.

There are many forests and mountains here, and the population is not densely populated. More than [-]% of them are military households.

By this time, Zhou Binglin, an old man, was completely useless.

The old hundreds of households have been dispersed, and most of the young and strong have joined the camp as soldiers, or begged for food under the general office or the camp affairs office. Even the old and the weak have their own homes, so the old Thousands of households in China, on the contrary, have the feeling of being left behind.

However, Zhang Shouren's respect for Zhou Binglin came from the heart, without any pretense.

When he started his family, without this master Qianhu, he would not have been so smooth. To be a man is to know how to repay your kindness.

So no matter how Zhou Binglin tried to stop him, he still followed the etiquette of his subordinates and respectfully performed the old etiquette to the old thousand households, instead of the new military salute he had set himself.