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Chapter 108 Good News
After all, Zhang Wenqing did not come back during the Chinese New Year. Outsiders don't know what methods Zhang Xianwei used. Fanyin only looked at Er Fatty and muttered that his elder brother was going to come back. Who would have thought that something happened that made him unable to leave? Not allowed to go home, joining the army is really hard.

"Knowing that serving in the army is hard, you have to study hard, otherwise you have to suffer, and you always have to take the same."

Fanyin smiled and threatened him, Erpang trembled, "I'm not going to join the army, I heard from my elder brother that I have to go hunting by myself for every meal there, I, I have no ability."

"Then endorse, have you finished all the homework I left for you before you leave?" Sanskrit stared, Er Fatty shrank his neck, "Sister Huailiu, today is Chinese New Year!"

"Forgive you today, let's settle this account after the Chinese New Year." Sanskrit gave him a large piece of meat, "Let you make up for it first, and after the Chinese New Year, bad writing will be left behind." Write here hundreds of times, and you will be punished to copy the books you don't know well, after all, there are more rooms now, and there are colorful clouds staying here to serve you, just wait."

Er Fatty took it seriously, and the chubby flesh on his little face trembled in fright, "Is this still Chinese New Year?"

"Eat quickly, let's watch the fireworks after eating." Sanskrit flicked his little head, Er Fatty also had a big heart, and after chewing two bites, he forgot what Sanskrit said just now.

A comfortable meal is a meal, isn't it necessary to wait until the end of the New Year to be punished?

This year can be described as festive and lively, Zhang Xianwei and Yang Zhiyuan, the elder brothers, also drank happily, Mrs. Zhang put the second fat man to sleep, and then chatted with Sanskrit, from family affairs to Qingcheng gossip, the second The people chattered happily, and when it came to the noodle shop opened by Mrs. Zhao's son, Mrs. Zhang already knew that there were Sanskrit shares in it, and she even asked Sanskrit to make the noodle shop bigger. Zhang Xianwei and Yang Zhiyuan were there. , who can not give these thin noodles?
Sanskrit is very cautious about this, Zhang Xianwei is fine, but his father can't be the chief bookkeeper for the rest of his life, can he?
The small business of this kind of merchant is still not on the table, and it is easy to cause trouble for his father, so Sanskrit just smiled in response, but didn't really take it to heart.

The more Mrs. Zhang read the Sanskrit, the better. When they returned to Zhang's house, they couldn't help talking about her in private chats with Zhang Xianwei and his wife, "I just want to see that girl Huai Liu, if she can be a daughter-in-law. , that's really great, I don't know if we, Wenqing, have this blessing!"

Zhang Xianwei, who was originally flattered, immediately jumped up from the bed when he heard this, his stupid son thought so, why did his wife think so too?

"Don't talk nonsense, how old is that girl? What are you thinking about all day long!"

Zhang Xianwei reprimanded a few words, which made Mrs. Zhang unhappy, "What's the matter? Are you still looking down on Huai Liu?"

"How can I look down on that girl? I'm afraid that our son won't be able to reach her. Do you think Yang Zhiyuan is a big bastard like me? He has only been the chief secretary for how long, and the county magistrate Fang is able to control all the affairs of the county government. He is in charge of everything. There is a lot of trust and tolerance. Will he take root in Qingcheng County for the rest of his life? Besides, the eldest son of our family is only fifteen, and he has not seen the colorful world outside. If this matter is settled, what if he loses his mind and fails the girl in the future? Besides, if the negotiation fails, my brotherhood with Yang Zhiyuan will be broken, anyway, I won't do this!"

Zhang Xianwei's words can be said to be heart-wrenching, and Mrs. Zhang's thoughts are also cold, "Then, let's talk about it in two years?"

"Let's talk about it in a few years!" Zhang Xianwei slipped back into the bed and smiled, "These things, let's talk about these things after tonight!"

Mrs. Zhang smiled shyly, and blew out the corner candle, and there was a sound of huh, huh, huh in the room...

The fifth day, the fifteenth day, and the second day of February, this year is completely over after eating pork head meat on the second day of February.

The day of February [-] was also the day when Fang Qingyuan left Qingcheng County and was transferred to Beijing Central. He was directly promoted from Qingcheng County Magistrate to Jingcheng County Magistrate. The county magistrate wanted to be high-ranking, so February [-] in Qingcheng County became very lively, and even the people in their hometown came out to greet and see off.

Faced with this kind of scene, Fang Qingyuan was also a little excited. Before leaving the city gate, he hadn't gotten into the carriage yet. He turned his head and looked at the bustling crowd of seeing off. Bowed at ninety degrees and made a great gift, which made many people shed tears.

"Go back, everyone go back!" Fang Qingyuan waved his hands at the villagers, looked at Yang Zhiyuan and Fanyin, and specially called them to his side, "Talk to you privately."

Yang Zhiyuan didn't go alone, but brought Sanskrit together. Fang Qingyuan was a little apprehensive, but time was tight, and he didn't care about so many taboos, so he said directly to Yang Zhiyuan: "Junior brother, although we spent a short time together, this Friendship as a brother has always been in my heart, if I become a brother in the future, how much weight will it have, would you like to come to Beijing to help me?"

This was Fang Qingyuan's temptation to Yang Zhiyuan, and Yang Zhiyuan immediately responded, "I would like to follow my brother!"

"Okay, okay, I will keep your words in mind. If you encounter any troubles in Qingcheng County, you can come to me. This is our hometown, so we can't ignore the things that should be taken care of." Fang Qingyuan turned to look at Sanskrit, "This girl is getting old too, so don't delay the younger brother's own family affairs. The family is harmonious and everything is going well, and it is not suitable for a small family."

Yang Zhiyuan knew that this was about his continuation, so he responded with a smile. Sanskrit smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Fang, Qingmiao is fine in our house!" Qingmiao was sent by Mrs. Fang back then. What else can Qing Yuan not understand?
Laughing loudly, Fang Qingyuan patted Sanskrit's head, "You little girl, you're a ghost, come back, I'll be waiting for you in Beijing!"

Yang Zhiyuan didn't exchange too many greetings. He sent Fang Qingyuan to the carriage, bowed to the carriage, and then waved goodbye. Zhang Xianwei personally led the way to see him off. He stopped and walked for more than half an hour. It is considered to be completely out of the city.

When Sanskrit followed Yang Zhiyuan home slowly, he might as well ask again, "Father, when will the new county magistrate come? Is there anyone for the county magistrate? Why haven't you been promoted?"

Yang Zhiyuan looked at her muttering, and couldn't help but sneered: "Silly girl, it's so easy for you to be promoted? It's been less than a year for my father to be the chief secretary!" He sighed and mentioned the new county magistrate. , "The new county magistrate is a Jinshi in the first two subjects. He is a bit arrogant and a real literati. He was a county magistrate from another county before. This time it can be regarded as a promotion."

"A real literati? Isn't that just a nerd who is obsessed with studying?" Sanskrit's poisonous tongue did not surprise Yang Zhiyuan, but he nodded after pondering for a while, "You are right, he is really a nerd."

Fanyin stuck out his tongue, "What about the county magistrate? The seat of Wu Xiancheng is still so vacant?" Wu Xiancheng had already left this place with his family.

"I don't know for the time being, who knows what kind of person he will be?" Yang Zhiyuan looked at Sanskrit and said, "Why do you think of asking these things today? Could it be that the daughter is looking forward to being promoted for her father?"

"No, my daughter is thinking about whether the new magistrate and magistrate will be at odds with her father. Didn't our family also participate in a small noodle shop!" Fanyin said with a smile, Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help but look up. Laughing loudly, "Girl, no wonder Fang Qingyuan said you are a ghost just now, where did you get your heart!"

"I learned it all from my father." Sanskrit's retort made Yang Zhiyuan shake his head helplessly, "I can't say no to you as a father, but now we have a new house and savings, and the days are getting better and better."

"You should also consider marrying your stepmother and give birth to a younger brother for your daughter!"

Sanskrit's words made Yang Zhiyuan almost stumble, and he staggered a few steps before he stabilized himself. Qing Miao followed behind and ran up to support his master, "Master, you didn't fall, did you?"

"No, it's okay." Yang Zhiyuan quickly took Qing Miao's hand away, Sanskrit grinned and made Yang Zhiyuan blush, only Qing Miao was inexplicably pushed away by his master so disgusted, and there was still a little sadness .

Fanyin hastily stepped forward to dust off his father, and then continued to walk.

Yang Zhiyuan flicked her on the head hard, as punishment for teasing her father, Sanskrit covered her head pretending to be in pain, in fact, she didn't feel any pain at all when wearing the hat, but he always had to make some plays to show his father .

Passing by the gate of the county government office, Yang Zhiyuan told Sanskrit to wait at the gate, and he went in to get a few things before coming out.

Fanyin was idle at the door, and the servants knew that this was the eldest lady of Master Yang's family, and many of them also came to chat with her casually.

"Have you read the news sent today? The annals of the country stated that the son of General Huaiyuan led his army to the great victory in Xixia. Today, the Holy Majesty is overjoyed, and immediately named him General Xuanwu and ordered everyone in the world to know it, otherwise he would not Suddenly sent the book of national records."

"That son went directly from us to Xixia to fight, have you seen it?"

"I haven't, have you seen it?"

The yamen servant raised his finger and showed off:
"That's right! I went to send a message to Master Yang's family. This General Xuanwu was at Master Yang's house at the time. He looked like a strong-backed man, but he was only 16 years old. He was really a hero. Wait for the old and the immortal to die!" Speaking of Mr. Yang's family, the yamen servant couldn't help looking at Sanskrit, "Miss Yang, you are familiar with this general Xuanwu! Hey, where is he?"

The yamen servants saw that Sanskrit was gone, and they looked around but found no one. They must have been busy talking just now, and they didn't see that she had followed Master Yang and left first.

Sanskrit was already on his way home at this time, but Zhong Xingyan was always thinking about him in his heart.

Victory?The scourge is that you can't die... Thinking this way in your heart, Sanskrit smiled unconsciously.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, winter goes to spring, swallows fly back and forth, and in a blink of an eye, three years have passed.

Sanskrit looked at the swallows flying back from the south outside the window, and only murmured in his heart: "I'm already 14 years old, and the ninth day of September will be the fifteenth day. How can life go by so fast?"

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