Ma Erniang's Splendid Pastoral

Chapter 206 Imitation of Feng Shui
When Liu Zaicheng saw the owner of the restaurant coming, he yelled: "Your surname is Mao, I think highly of you, hurry up and ask your shopkeeper to fix it up like yesterday."

"Little...Little prince..." Mao Chengyun ran up to him with a sad face, "Forgive...forgive the little one, can you change to another family?"

"Change family?" Liu Zaicheng walked sideways to Mao Chengyun, "How old are you, dare to ask me to change family." He kicked him while talking.

Mao Chengyun was so scared that he rolled and crawled, "My lord, there was a northern Hengzi yesterday, but not today. If you are a bit hot, the fire patrol team will come right away. Why don't you eat to your heart's content!"

"Dog thing, don't think you love your things because the young master doesn't know."

Isn't it because they feel sorry for the ingredients? Last night, thousands of taels of ingredients were eaten by them. If they continue to eat like this, they will close the door, but Mao Chengyun dare not say this, "No...no, little prince, really Yes, last night, you also saw that the fire patrol team was carrying buckets and carrying yellow sand, if it weren't for the six hundred guards from the Northern Hengzi, you...you wouldn't be able to eat barbecue at all!"

Last night, I ate and drank a lot, drenched with joy, and slept until the afternoon before getting up. As soon as I woke up, those buddies who ate together came again, saying that it was fun to eat, and Liu Zaicheng ran here without even thinking about it. Now Waking up by the cold wind at the door, isn't that what it is? If it weren't for Xia Zian, they would have been able to eat barbecue on the streets of the capital.

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Mao Chengyun secretly called Amitabha, let's go, let's go, you little ancestors.

Fu Xiaoyou drove back in a carriage at high speed. When he passed by Juxuan Building, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and lifted the curtains of the car. The group of young masters appeared in his eyes, and he quickly shouted, "Stop...stop..."

The coachman stopped the carriage immediately, jumped off quickly, and ran towards Liu Zaicheng, "Little prince——"

"Pay steward?"

"My lord is too polite."

Liu Zaicheng raised his eyebrows high. This kid followed Ma Erniang yesterday. He made all the signatures and affidavits.

"Does the little prince want to eat barbecue?"

"If you know, ask!" Liu Zaicheng cast a glance at him.

"Are you afraid that it will be inconvenient to fight?" Fu Xiaoyou had a perfectly flattering smile on his face.

Seeing him like this, Liu Zaicheng frowned and asked, "You...boy, you have a way."

Fu Xiaoyou smiled and said nothing.

"Boy, hurry up and tell me, what is the way." Liu Zaicheng saw his expression playful.

"Little prince, wait a moment." Fu Xiaoyou turned around and went to the carriage, and brought two simple barbecue racks with Xiao Zuo'er.

"What is this?" Liu Zaicheng asked interestedly.

"Don't worry, little prince." Turning to Mao Chengyun, "Are you the boss?" I didn't see him when I smashed the restaurant yesterday.

"Yes!" Mao Chengyun hid in the crowd. He knew that this young man with a hairless body was someone who could be used by Princess Beijun, so he hurried forward, "Manager Fu, the things you brought are..."

"Take me to the patio."

"Oh." Mao Chengyun reluctantly stood still.

Fu Xiaoyou squinted his eyes and smiled, looking at Liu Zaicheng, "Little prince, can you pay for the barbecue?"

"Nonsense, will this king have no money to pay?" Last night, I ate and drank with Xia Zhen, and today I can only be taken by others. Who made him the grandson of the old King Liang? At the moment of staring, I thought to myself, can I be Xia Zian in the future?Haha... the more I think about it, the more feasible it becomes, that's great!

When Mao Chengyun heard this, his eyes lit up, "Go, please go this way..." Pay the money, I said it earlier, and hurriedly took someone to the backyard.

Half an hour later, in the courtyard, a small table was laid out, all of which were prepared ingredients, including vegetarian and meat, all kinds of sauces, two of the most primitive and simple barbecue racks, and the bottom layer The charcoal fire was burning very vigorously, and on the upper layer of fine iron grids, the meat that had been soaked in oil and seasoned was sizzling, and it was hot and tempting.

"Haha..." Liu Zaicheng took a bite, "It seems to taste better than last night."

"Back to my little prince, there was only a thin iron rod last night, and it could only be turned around. The skin was burnt a little. Today, it is spread on the wire mesh, so it can be used for cooking oil and seasoning. Of course, the taste will be better."

"Okay, interesting, interesting." Liu Zaicheng nodded in satisfaction.

"Little prince, then you eat slowly, and the little ones won't bother you."

"Tell your master, I will go find her tomorrow."

The corner of Fu Xiaoyou's mouth twitched secretly, with a smile on his face, "Okay, little prince, the little one will leave first."

"go Go."

Fu Xiaoyou withdrew and dragged Mao Chengyun out.

"Thank you, Manager Fu." Mao Chengyun thanked reluctantly. If it weren't for his master, could he have fined him 3000 taels? The lobby was smashed and repaired and he needed a sum of money. It was closed for a day today. Thank you The words are really squeezed out.

Fu Xiaoyoucai reached out his hand in front of him regardless of his mood.

"Manager Fu, you are..." Mao Chengyun deliberately pretended to be confused.

"Silver..."

"Silver...what silver?"

"Silver for two grills."

Now it was the shopkeeper's turn to twitch his mouth, and wanted to say no, but he was just a restaurant owner with no solid background, so he could only give Beibei Hengzi money, "How much?"

"300 taels."

"What, just two iron sheets and barbed wire, you want 300 taels?"

"Brother, do you have this thing in the capital? Can you still buy this thing in other places today?" Fu Xiaoyou asked himself and answered, "I tell you that there is no one in the capital city, nor in other places today, so you can only give me 300 yuan." two."

"you you……"

"I don't want to give it to you." Fu Xiaoyou moved his shoulders regretfully, "I planned to tell you some ingredients and ingredients for barbecue. Since you think it's expensive, I'll go in and ask the little prince to change to another place."

"Don't, don't..." It was Mao Chengyun's turn to grab him, "Fu...fu the steward, I'm just... just kidding, 300 taels, it's a trivial matter, shopkeeper Zhang took 300 taels to pay the steward."

"East……"

"Go, go quickly."

"Yes, Master."

Fu Xiaoyou took the money and left happily. The barbecue grill he asked the blacksmith to make today would cost no more than ten taels if he hadn't asked for it urgently, but who would let others not have it?He went back in a hurry, looking for the young lady, and hurriedly found more blacksmiths to cooperate to make more barbecue grills.

-

Including the 36 large restaurants that were smashed, they all received fines issued by the Jingzhao government office. Seeing the amount of money on the fines, they were either scolding their mothers or crying for their fathers. People, just when they habitually went to Fengxi Tower, they found that the owner of the restaurant had changed, "That...that Master Gong..."

"I'm sorry, we don't have anyone with the surname Gong here, you've found the wrong place."

"Three days ago, he was still called Fengxilou." The inquirer pointed to the door plaque.

The clerk at the door smiled, "I'm sorry, I don't know what Fengxilou is. His name is Tidelou now."

In the capital city, the steward had never encountered anything. After inquiring about this, I understood, and quickly turned around and left to report back to the master.

Several old princes heard the servants report back, "The Holy One has already done something?"

"That's right, I asked someone to inquire about it. There are a few young father-in-laws missing in the palace. It seems that our fine money must be paid."

"Thinking about it, I'm really not reconciled!"

"Who wants to, but some of the little father-in-laws in the palace have disappeared, I'm afraid it's... I can't do it without expressing it."

"Fourth brother, why don't you speak?" Old Huai Wang turned his head and asked.

The fourth prince replied: "I'm wondering what the hell Feng Jiangyi is doing."

"Fourth brother, I see that the surname Feng is not very capable. I heard that the commercial tax rate has not increased or decreased."

The old seventh prince roared: "If you don't talk about this, I won't be angry. If you say this, you will get angry. Why do small businesses and small shops reduce their tax from ten points to two points, while our big shops are reduced from five points?" If the tax is raised to six points, are those guys from the Ministry of Accounts out of their minds?"

"Let's not talk about this for now, have you seen the last sentence of the ticket?" the old eighth prince asked.

Lao Qi replied: "I saw it, and said that the fine was raised from six points to eight points for not paying on time, and it will not be paid again during the Chinese New Year. After next year, our business tax will be the same as the previous small shop at ten points." and it will never change."

"God, ten o'clock, isn't that money for nothing, and they run errands for them?"

"Yeah, the money we earn is for nothing, and it will all be used to pay business taxes."

"Then do you pay?"

Several old princes looked at each other, and someone said forcefully: "We are the old clan, the prince and grandson, we will not hand over."

"Yes, no." Someone took the lead, and the people behind followed suit.

-

The five-day deadline passed quickly, and Feng Jiangyi checked the collection of the fines in the government office.

Master Wei said: "Most people have handed in, only a small number of clan members have not handed in."

"If you don't pay..." Feng Jiangyi seemed to be smiling, "Then next year, the commercial tax will be collected at ten points."

"My lord, what if they don't hand it over?" Master Wei asked.

Feng Jiangyi replied calmly: "Don't worry, first collect the six points for this year, and let's talk about next year's matter next year."

"Okay, my lord." Leaving aside these royal relatives, Lord Wei was a little worried, "Will the tax rate of small merchants and small shops be so low that the treasury will have less money?"

He always thought that the boss would go to war and cause a bloody storm in Beijing, but he didn't expect that it would be a tax reduction, and the reduction was so much that the common people below were happy to tell each other that it was even worse than New Year's Eve. lively.

Feng Jiangyi smiled lightly, "Master Wei..."

"My lord, the officer is here."

"Accompany me to the night market tonight."

"night market?"

"Ah."

Mr. Wei couldn't figure out what Feng Jiangyi meant, so he cupped his hands and said, "Yes, my lord."

-

Emperor Yuantai's eyes were slightly closed, his fingers rubbed the edges of the folds, and he sat motionless on the dragon chair, as if he had fallen asleep. The whole imperial study room was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Liu Zaili stood in front of him, also silent, waiting quietly for him to speak.

I don't know how long it took before Emperor Yuantai opened his eyes, "I actually approved the old grand master's paper?"

"My lord, five days have passed."

"Yeah, it's been five days!" Emperor Yuan Tai looked down at Zhezi, who had been touched by him for five days, and the sides were a little hairy, "How can I agree to reduce ten points to two points? If you haven’t paid taxes, then the national treasury probably won’t even have enough money to be gnawed by mice.”

Liu Zaili raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Your Majesty, since you approved the old master's note, you must believe that he can receive the tax money."

"I believe..." Emperor Wutai's eyes blurred, "If I don't believe him, who else can I believe?" Such words are not for Liu Zaili to hear, but for himself.

The Imperial Study Room became silent again.

Thinking so hard that his brain hurts, Emperor Yuan Tai stretched out his hand and threw the notebook aside, "How is it?"

This was to ask Liu Zaili how the smashing of the restaurant was handled. Fang Yuyuan stood in the corner and trembled unconsciously.Although this was very subtle and could be ignored, it was still felt by Liu Zaili.

But he didn't have time to pay attention to him, he cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, the servants in the palace colluded with the old servants who left the palace to run the restaurant to extract money."

"Inside the palace?"

"Yes, my lord."

"killed?"

"Wait for the Holy Majesty's decision."

"Since it is a disaster, then kill them all!" Emperor Yuantai's eyes were burning.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I understand."

Emperor Yuantai took a deep breath, leaned on the back of the dragon chair, and asked casually, "What is Xia Zian doing?"

"Return to the Holy Lord, and took his wife out of the city."

"To see his [-] soldiers?"

"Not really."

Emperor Yuantai raised his eyes: "Then why is he leaving the city?"

"Xia Zian rented a land in the suburbs and had a camping barbecue."

Emperor Yuantai laughed suddenly, "He turned the capital upside down, but I'm hiding in peace. I really have him."

Liu Zaiwen lowered his eyes and didn't answer.

Emperor Yuantai narrowed his eyes, tapped and tapped lightly on the dragon case with his fingertips, but there was no sound, which did not affect his thinking.

After an unknown amount of time, he raised his other hand and waved it, "After the person is killed, I will let you rest for a few days."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Well, let's go down."

"Resignation." Liu Zaili withdrew gently.

He had been interrogating people in the dungeon for several days, and when he walked on the street, Liu Zaili immediately felt the difference, and stretched out his hand to lift the curtain: "What's going on?"

Immediately someone stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, do you want to ask why there are so many people on the street?"

"Ah."

The matter said: "Because the business tax is as low as two points, many businessmen have poured in these days to do business."

Liu Zaili raised the corners of his eyebrows slightly, and put down the curtain, "Understood, let's go back."

"Yes, the king of the county."

-

In a small courtyard in the capital city, in Chaoyang's room, Liu Zaiwen was drinking tea and reading a book. There was an officer who wanted to talk back, so he put down the book in his hand, "Let him in."

"Yes, sir."

The steward came in and bowed, "Master, the oven shelf we imitated is ready."

"there?"

"Put it outside the door."

Liu Zaili put down the cup in his hand and got off the couch, "Is the carbon born?"

"It's already born."

Outside the door, on the lower floor of the exquisite and beautiful barbecue grill, the charcoal fire is burning vigorously. There is a grid with patterns on it, and a lot of meat skewers are placed on the side. Liu Zaiwen reached out and touched it, "This is better than what they made Much more refined and beautiful."

"My grandfather must make better things than them."

Liu Zaiwen smiled proudly, "How much did you do?"

"Master Hui, there are a hundred sets."

"You are all ready, I will sell them anytime."

"Okay, lord, let's get ready, little one."

"En." Liu Zaiwen called out in good spirits, "Bring a small stool, sir, and grill a few skewers yourself."

"Yes, sir."

-

Xicaogou, a small town surrounded by small hills and miscellaneous rocks in the northwest corner of the capital, even the beggars who escaped famine are unwilling to come to beg. Although there is a prosperous temple like Xiangguo Temple thirty miles to the south, it is still It is poor and closed, some people go out, but no one comes in.

Ding Shuanzhu can't be regarded as the real head of the pavilion, but Xicaogou is too poor, and young people rarely come back when they go out. He is the oldest and literate person among the three surnames in Xicaogou, so he was pushed out by everyone to be the head of the pavilion. .

Below Xicaogou are three small villages, divided by surname, Dingjia Village, Hejia Village, and Tangjia Village. Each village is headed by the patriarch of each family.

With no land and no income, they can only go to Beijing or go to the Xiangguo Temple to do some coolies and small businesses to make a living. These patriarchs only started to work when they came in from the government outside to collect tax money, leading the cashiers of each of their households, When the errands are over and it’s all right again, I sit at the door of my house basking in the sun, turning my eyes to look at the sky, day after day, year after year, and it’s like this.

Hearing that someone came to rent land, everyone was surprised and surprised, gathered together and secretly said: "Not only can we not grow food in this place, but the feng shui is not good, yet there are people who come to rent land?"

"That's right, I'm so weird. I think these people are either out of their minds or outsiders."

"I think it's a foreigner, probably not aware of the bad feng shui in Xicaogou."

"Then do you want to rent it to them?"

"This... let the pavilion chief and Li Zheng decide, we can do whatever we want."

Qiu Baiyan didn't give Ding Shuanzhu time to think at all, when he found him, he didn't say much, chatted with him from all over the world, invited him to have a meal with him at noon, and gave him a lot of food and cloth before leaving at night , intended to let him see the land of wealth.

As a result, the next day, the opposite happened. Old man Ding was even more unwilling to rent because of his generosity, "Big brother, to be honest, our Feng Shui is not good here, and whoever comes will be poor. You are so good, we can't say anything." you."

Qiu Baiyan was embarrassed by the honest old man Ding, and smiled and said: "Old man Ding, feng shui feng shui, wind refers to vitality, and water means flow and change. If you look at Xicaogou, your eyes are full of drooping old men. There is vitality, and besides, no one enters the village, so there will be changes, if there is no change, then there will be good Fengshui."

"Uh..." Old Man Ding was taken aback by Qiu Baiyan's words, "Big brother seems to make sense!"

"Of course, old man Ding, please believe me, as long as you rent the land to us, you will all be able to eat well and wear good clothes."

The toothy Ding Shuanzhu stared at Qiu Baiyan for a long time without speaking.

This happened three days ago. Three days later, Ma Min'er stood under the corridor of the built cabin and yelled at the distant mountain, "Xiaotaogou, a world away, here I come!"

Xia Zhen stood behind her and looked at her with a smile. The wooden corridor at this moment and the sunset at this moment seemed to bring him back to that afternoon seven years ago. In the room, all the arrangements are like clouds and water.

He thought, son, you must be getting into your mother's belly now, thinking of this, he unconsciously stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the little daughter-in-law's shoulder.

(End of this chapter)