Zhenguan Leisurely King

Chapter 17 Wangjiazhuang Becomes a White Mouse
Wang Pingan protested, but Lu Songjun just ignored him, thinking that he had come up with a trick: "Uncle Lu, in order to prove what I said can make farmers rich, my nephew decided to let Zhujiazhuang be the court's experimental village. Uncle Lu , Uncle Lu, wake up."

"Ah, what did you say?" Lu Songjun finally came back to his senses, as if he realized that he was distracted, and his old face blushed.

"Uncle Lu, my nephew finds that you are already busy for the livelihood of the people in Luoyang, and you often lose your mind. My nephew admires you. For this reason, my little nephew's Zhujiazhuang is willing to become the first experimental Zhuangzi in Luoyang, as long as Uncle Lu can help you. , I will let Uncle Lu see a different Zhuangzi, who will be the richest Zhuangzi in the entire Tang Dynasty.” Wang Ping’s flattery wanted benefits and gave Lu Songjun a bright future.

After listening to the first half of Wang Pingan's sentence, Lu Songjun was flattered and felt at ease physically and mentally. He felt that this child loves to listen so much. When he asked himself for money in the middle, he frowned. In the last half of the sentence, That made him struggle in his heart. No matter what, what Wang Pingan said was theory. No one had ever done it. If he lost the bet, it would affect his future.But if it succeeds, it can be recorded in the annals of history, not to mention being promoted to a noble rank, and it will be famous for thousands of years.

One is just to lose face and affect one's own future, which is only possible, not necessarily.

"Okay, I support you. If you have any request, you can just say it. Haha, the future of this old man depends on whether you can make your Zhujiazhuang the first village in the Tang Dynasty." Lu Songjun said happily. , Luoyang's population has decreased significantly, and it has been recuperating until now, but the population growth rate is still too slow, mainly because the growth rate of newborns is too low. In the final analysis, there is not enough food and warm clothes.

"Thank Uncle Lu for his support. My nephew wants to ask Uncle Lu how many cows he wants first, as well as how many good craftsmen and blacksmiths." Wang Pingan began to ask for things.

Lu Songjun didn't expect that Wang Ping'an needed things so soon, and he also needed people. Fortunately, there were only a few cows and a few people, not many, so he readily agreed.

After talking about the business, of course they went to eat. The two left the study room, chatted and laughed and walked straight to the living room.

Meals were ready in the living room. Standing beside the table was a charming woman, and next to her were two children, a boy and a girl, who seemed to be about the same age as Wang Ping'an.

The woman came over with the two children and saluted Lu Songjun: "Master."

"Father." The two children said in unison.

"Ah."

"Master, this is the boy you mentioned today who was conferred supernatural power by the emperor." Mrs. Lu looked at Wang Ping'an and asked.

"Madam is right. He is the supernatural power hand-picked by the emperor. Ping An, he is your Aunt Lu." Lu Songjun introduced Wang Pingan and his wife.

"My nephew met Aunt Lu. I didn't expect Aunt Lu to be so young and beautiful. I thought you were my sister!" Wang Pingan hurriedly saluted.

Hearing Wang Ping'an say that she is beautiful, the governor's wife burst into laughter, knowing that she was flattering, and that made people happy: "A child prodigy is a child prodigy, and what he says makes people happy. Come on, sit down, sit down, and you too, sir!" sit down."

"Sit down safely, eat first, don't leave tonight, I will send someone to inform your adoptive father, the old man will go to Zhujiazhuang with you tomorrow." Lu Songjun said flatly.

However, Wang Pingan heard the tone that could not be refused: "My nephew obeys Uncle Lu's arrangement, please Uncle Lu inform my adoptive father to go to Zhujiazhuang tomorrow, and tell Lao Mo that they have prepared the materials I want."

"It's a trivial matter, Uncle Gui, you can arrange it."

"It's the young master." Uncle Gui left in response, looking at his light steps, he didn't look old at all.

After finishing the business, Lu Songjun greeted his sons and daughters: "Ping An, let me introduce you to my sons and daughters, Lu Wencai and Lu Xiaoyu."

"Hello, both of you, my name is Wang Pingan." Wang Pingan introduced himself politely.

"You are Wang Ping'an. The prodigy my father always talked about today is not very good." The little girl looked Wang Ping'an up and down.

"I know you. You are a student of the head of the mountain. My name is Lu Wencai."

"It turned out to be a classmate. If we have the opportunity to discuss literature together in the future, we can go to Chang'an to take the imperial examination together next year." After Wang Pingan knew that Lu Wencai was also a student of Yunshan Academy, he planned to make him his younger brother.In Luoyang, his father is the number one leader. In the future, he will be allowed to invest in business and so on, so that he will have a backer in Luoyang, and he will not be afraid of ghosts and snakes making trouble.

"That's right, the two of you will learn from each other in the academy. When His Majesty opens the imperial examinations in the first year, you will show off what you have learned and pass the imperial examinations to benefit the people of the Tang Dynasty. Haha..." Lu Songjun saw Wang Ping'an's future achievements Extraordinary, so let his son approach him intentionally, so that he can support his son in the future, and now he is very happy to hear Wang Ping'an say that he is famous in the imperial examination.

Mrs. Lu was happy to hear what they said, and she was also happy: "Master, look at how happy you are, the dishes are getting cold, please sit down and eat safely."

"That's right... Sit down safely, and you two should sit down too."

"Xie (is) Uncle Lu (father)." The three said in unison.

There are many dishes on the table, but the variety is too few, not as many as the later generations. If the methods of frying, frying, frying, steaming, roasting, etc. were used in the Tang Dynasty, you can make a lot of money by opening a restaurant, and even snacks are very delicious. many.

Thinking of this, Wang Pingan thought of Grandpa Ken and Pizza in later generations. That is an internationally renowned restaurant, but it is not open now. Why can’t he open one himself? There are cake shops and so on.

The dinner was settled in a pleasant atmosphere, because Lu Songjun was still on business, so he didn't continue to chat with Wang Ping'an, and directly asked Uncle Gui to go to the guest room to rest on his behalf.

Wang Pingan was lying on the bed looking at this super-age item in his hand - a domestic mobile phone.This mobile phone must not be discovered by anyone, no matter what kind of person it is, especially Comrade Li Er, if he is discovered by this wise and mighty emperor through the ages, it will really be over. When encountering something beyond his control, there is only one way to destroy it.

Wang Ping'an turned on the phone, looked at the familiar photos that were no longer familiar, and felt a little sad: "I can't go back, I can't go back, I can become a business tycoon in future generations, so in Datang, I have to be a prince no matter what Just do it." Wang Pingan, who had made up his mind, showed a smile again, and slowly fell asleep.

With the light of dawn, Wang Pingan got up, yawned, and began to get out of bed. His current clothes were by no means his original clothes. They had been replaced by Tang Dynasty clothes. For Wang Pingan of modern times, wearing Clothes are such a hassle.

Open the door, there are servants ready, willow branches and washing water.After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Wang Pingan quickly started to practice Tai Chi, which was taught to him by an old man in the park. Not to mention, he didn't get sick after practicing, so he insisted on practicing every day.

"Nephew, you got up so early, hey, what kind of punch are you punching, and your movements are so slow, why do you think of old age punches." Lu Songjun's voice sounded behind Wang Ping'an.

"Morning, Uncle Lu, I'll practice casually to move my muscles and bones." Wang Pingan turned around and responded.

"Looking at the posture of your practice, it seems that you have practiced for some years, right?"

"I don't know, I forgot, it seems to be a habit of the body, and it moves on its own." Wang Pingan will never waste it if he can push it to amnesia, especially things that are difficult to explain.

"That's right, I forgot everything, sometimes the body's instinct will remember everything, let's go and have breakfast with the old man."

"it is good."

The breakfast is very rich, including millet porridge, steamed buns, and steamed buns.It's much better than having a few cold steamed buns for breakfast at Zhenyuan Escort.Soon the two ended their fighting and set off to Zhujiazhuang together.

When I arrived at the gate of Zhujiazhuangzi, I saw several people standing. Wang Pingan saw that there were county magistrate Zhao Baoqing, adoptive father, Lao Mo and others, who should have greeted him.

When Wang Pingan and Lu Songjun arrived at the gate of Zhujiazhuangzi, they saw several people standing, including the county magistrate Zhao Baoqing, adoptive father Liu Tie, owner Liu Honglei, Lao Mo, Gu Han and others, who should be welcoming them.

Wang Pingan quickly ran to Liu Tie and knelt down and said, "Father, I made you worry, the child is not filial."

"The child is going to lose, get up." Liu Tie quickly helped Wang Ping'an up.

"Father, Zhuangzhu, this is Lord Inspector, Lord Inspector, this is my foster father, this is Liu Honglei, the owner of Liujiazhuang, and the chief escort of Zhenyuan Escort Bureau." Wang Pingan introduced each other.

"The villain pays respects to the lord." Liu Tie and Liu Honglei said in unison.

"Excuse me, excuse me, I am honored to meet you two. I have admired you for a long time." Lu Songjun said politely.

At this time, the county magistrate Zhao Baoqing also came over and knelt down to Lu Songjun: "Your Majesty, I have seen you."

"Exemption."

Lao Mo and Gu Han also walked in front of Wang Ping'an and Lu Songjun, knelt down and said, "I have met you, Master."

Before Wang Pingan could speak, Lu Songjun spoke first: "Excuse me."

"Old Mo, what happened to the matter I asked you to investigate." Wang Ping'an asked.

"The owner, I have already asked all the questions. There are a total of 300 families in Wangjiazhuang, with a population of 320 and 507 people, including 280 elderly people, 320 women, 213 children, and 20 middle-aged people. Among them, 15 people have physical disabilities. There is a family in the village. One family raises chickens, three have cattle, 80 are carpenters, three are blacksmiths, 50 have served as soldiers, and [-] have worked as part-time laborers in other people's homes, and the rest are farming for a living."

"That's right, it's fairly detailed. Gu Han, you and Lao Mo will go to the village together, and I will call those who raised chickens, cattle, carpenters, blacksmiths, and soldiers to the drying yard. I have something to arrange."

After Wang Ping'an ordered Lao Mo and the others, he turned to Lu Songjun and the others and said, "Uncle Lu, adoptive father, let's go to the drying yard."

Lu Songjun, Liu Tie and others watched Wang Ping'an's back curiously and followed.

Wang Ping'an and others were waiting for Lao Mo and the others at Zhuangzi's drying yard. This drying yard was usually used for drying millet, and it was also a place for the elderly to bask in the sun and children to play around.

Zhuangzi is not very big, within a quarter of an hour, Lao Mo brought more than 100 people to the drying yard. They were somehow brought here by Lao Mo and the others, so they talked about it.

"The owner of the village has arrived."

"Well, Lao Mo asked them to be quiet, and Gu Han lifted me up."

"Quiet, quiet, this is our new owner, a child prodigy named by the emperor, who bestowed Wangjiazhuang on the owner. Now the owner has something to say, everyone is quiet." Lao Mo introduced Wang Ping'an to the farmers, In fact, they all knew that there was a new owner, a ten-year-old baby, and they were not optimistic about it.

Wang Ping'an was put on his shoulders by the ancient Han. Seeing that they stopped talking, he was very satisfied, and said in his heart: "It's still obedient, this way of doing things. Hehehe..."

Wang Pingan shouted to everyone: "Folks, thanks to the emperor's special title of child prodigy, Wangjiazhuang was bestowed on Wangjiazhuang. In order not to shame the word prodigy, this village mainly develops Wangjiazhuang, and wants to make Wangjiazhuang the number one village in the world."

Wang Ping'an paused for a moment, and the farmers below began to chatter: Some said that the owner of the farm was young and ambitious.Living to talk about Wang Ping'an, there is nothing wrong with his mouth, and he can't do things firmly.Or in other words, what can a kid do, and so on.

Wang Pingan ignored the low-pitched comments of the farmers. He knew that if he did not make some achievements, he would not be able to win the trust of these farmers: "Yesterday I asked Lao Mo to ask you some things. You are curious, so I called you here today. I am even more curious in my heart. I will tell you why I called you here now."

"I want you to have enough food, wear new clothes, have extra money, let your children go to school, and let you marry a wife. I want the girls in our village to be married by us. The man, not being a concubine. Would you like to live this kind of life?"

"willing."

"willing."

"willing."

……

The voice was in twos and threes, very unassuming.

Wang Pingan saw that they had no confidence, and said loudly again: "I can't hear it, I only hear from your voices, you are willing to live like this, you are willing to have a meal without a meal, and you are willing to marry your daughter to someone else as a child." Concubine, I hope that my children will always only know how to farm and be a cowherd boy, and my children and grandchildren will be cowherd boys in the future. I am willing to be a bachelor."

One of the middle-aged people came out and said loudly to Wang Pingan: "Master, I don't want to. I don't want to have a meal without a meal. My parents died of starvation because they gave me the last steamed bun. I don’t want to live this kind of life anymore, I don’t want to.” The middle-aged man burst into tears while talking.

"Very well, what's your name. What will you do."

"The villain's name is Wang Ergou, and he has learned carpentry before."

"Well, you go out first and stand by the side."

Wang Pingan said again to the fellow villagers in front of him: "Anyone of you who wants to or doesn't want to, you can answer loudly."

Because of the matter of Wang Ergou just now, it caused everyone's sadness. In this day and age, everyone depends on the sky for food. That family has never been hungry, and there is a meal that has never been eaten. It is common for people to starve to death.So everyone's emotions were brought up, and finally they all said in unison: "I don't want to, I'm not here, and I don't want to live the life before. We have to eat and clothe ourselves, and let our children go to school..."

Seeing that the emotions of the masses had been aroused, Wang Ping'an was very happy and gave them a goal, which would make it easier to do things in the future: "Okay, since everyone is unwilling to live the life before, then I will help you realize it. This is the local county magistrate, and the even bigger one is the Luoyang governor who beat people. They came to help us. Yesterday, the two adults and I studied for a whole night. If we want to live a better life, we will find another way out. "

The folks knew that the two people next to Wang Ping'an were officials, and they couldn't help but increase their trust in the small village owner in front of them.

But Lu Songjun and Zhao Baoqing felt like being tied to a shelf, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in their hearts.

"Okay, let me tell you what we are going to do next. First of all: the owner of the village will open a few workshops and needs people who can work with carpentry and blacksmithing. These people will come out first and stand with Wang Ergou."

Swish, swish, a total of 18 people stood together.

Wang Pingan nodded to them and said, "Tomorrow I will give you some blueprints for you to make." Then he said to the people in front: "Those who can raise chickens and cattle come out."

A young woman and three men with cattle came out.

Wang Pingan said to them: "Tomorrow, I will send over a dozen cows and hundreds of chickens and ducks, big and small, for you to raise. I will tell you the details tomorrow."

"Those who have served in the army go out."

Eighty people who had served in the army came out, and each of them had an evil spirit in their eyes. It was the evil spirit cultivated by going to the battlefield and killing people.

"Very well, you have not lost the evil spirit that soldiers should have at all. I have other plans for you. Now follow Lao Mo to the gate of my mansion and wait for me."

"Yes, owner." The 80 people answered in unison, earth-shattering.

"There are also other people who have been to other people's homes as part-time workers. You are divided into two parts, one part goes to the woodworker, and the other part goes to raise chickens and cattle. The specific matters will be notified separately at that time. You go home today, and all tomorrow. Everyone has to come to my house to gather and sign a contract that guarantees that you will get money or food."

Although Wang Ping'an only arranged them hastily, which made them very curious, the more curious they were, the more they felt that the little village owner in front of them was doing things unfathomable, and finally they all went back home every step of the way.

After everything was done, Wang Pingan asked Gu Han to put him down, and then said to Lu Songjun and the others: "Uncle Lu, you must be confused now."

Everyone nodded when they heard the words, and Lu Songjun couldn't help asking: "Nephew, why did you ask them to come over tomorrow, and what about the contract?"

"Uncle Lu, please allow me to keep a secret, you will know tomorrow, and I hope that Uncle Lu can help me find two stores tomorrow. There are a hundred chickens and ducks, and a dozen cows, preferably cows , more than a dozen pigs, more sows, and then lend a little money to my nephew." Wang Pingan said with a mysterious face.

"It's no problem, I'll let someone do it now." After Lu Songjun finished speaking, he asked Zhao Baoqing to take charge of related matters.

"Thank you, Uncle Lu, let's go and see the eighty veterans." After speaking, Wang Pingan led the way to his mansion.

(End of this chapter)