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  Chapter 278 276 [Going Home] (addition for the double leader "Hello Mr. Fu")

   Zhao Han chatted with Zhang Jiayu about Chen Zizhuang, and his words revealed the intention of soliciting.

  Zhang Jiayu suddenly said: "Mr. Qiutao has a younger brother named Chen Zisheng, maybe he can be recruited first to work."

   "How talented is his brother?" Zhao Han asked.

  Zhang Jiayu replied: "He is good at Qin and poetry. His piano skills are excellent, and there is no one in the south of the Lingnan. He also composed many piano songs, all of which are lingering in the sound."

   turned out to be a musician.

Zhang Jiayu also said: "Chen Zisheng has a close friend named Kuang Lu. This person is a peerless talent. He knows everything about poetry, calligraphy, rhythm, gold and stone, military art, archery, riding and archery... He also went to Macau and learned about Xiyi. The art of gunfire and fencing."

   "Why haven't I heard of this person?" Zhao Han asked.

  Zhang Jiayu said: "Kuang Lu is a bohemian man who despises etiquette and is currently seeking refuge in Guangxi."

   "Why did you escape to Guangxi?" Zhao Han asked.

Zhang Jiayu said: "Four years ago, Kuang Lu rode a drunken horse and went to the Lantern Night Market. Huang Xi, the magistrate of Nanhai County, also happened to come out to appreciate the lanterns. Kuang Lu did not avoid the ceremony of honor, and wrote a poem on the spot to satirize: 'Riding a donkey by mistake According to the Huayin decree, if you lose a horse, you will be replaced with the old man'. Huang Xi, the county magistrate, hated him because of this, and made things difficult for the Kuang family in every possible way, and Kuang Lu left his hometown to avoid disaster."

   "Haha, what a magistrate who exterminated the family," Zhao Han said with a smile, "What else is interesting about this person?"

Zhang Jiayu said: "Kuang Lu was able to write poetry at the age of five, and he took the Daoist test at the age of fifteen. He answered the paper in five scripts: Zhen, Xing, Cao, Zhuan and Li. At the end of the day, Kuang Lu laughed wildly and walked away."

  Zhao Han shook his head and laughed: "What a crazy student, he dared to offend the envoy at the age of fifteen."

  Actually, Kuang Lu’s deeds in Guangdong are just the beginning.

  After he was retaliated by the county magistrate, he traveled all over China rather than leaving his hometown to avoid disaster. Beizhi, Nanzhi, Shandong, Zhejiang, Huguang, Jiangxi, Guangxi... half of China has been traveled by Kuang Lu, recording mountains and rivers, ethnic customs, rare birds and animals, and interesting anecdotes along the way.

  At this moment, Kuang Lu is in love with a female chieftain of the Yao ethnic group in Guangxi, and also works as the female chieftain's clerk.

  Such a wild and unrestrained talent, immediately went to Nanjing to offer advice to save the country after the fall of Beijing.

  Later, he defended Guangzhou for ten months, and the city of Guangzhou was broken because of the traitors colluding with the enemy and offering the city.

   Seeing that the defeat was irretrievable, Kuang Lu took off her armor, went home and put on a Confucian shirt, holding the famous piano "Lvqitai", and walked to the street laughing loudly.

  He collided with Manchu and Qing cavalry, and the Qing soldiers wanted to kill him. He hugged the piano and laughed: "What is this? Can you play with each other?" The Qing soldiers also laughed, and regarded him as a lunatic.

  Kuang Lu saw that the Qing soldiers would not kill him, so she went home again and kept her life collection by her side. Playing the piano while singing, holding the piano and dying of hunger strike.

  His eldest son, Kuang Hong, led more than a thousand rebels, and died in a battle with Qing troops in the eastern suburbs of Guangzhou.

  Zhang Jiayu said: "This man has great ambitions, and he has become dissolute only because of the corruption of the world. The town's governance is clear and bright. If Kuang Lu returns to his hometown, he is likely to be willing to serve him."

   "If this person returns to his hometown, let him go to the General Military Mansion to listen to him, and Chen Zisheng will also invite Ji An to listen to him." Zhao Han nodded.

  Now Jiangxi officials account for more than 90% of the officials from the three provinces.

  This is not a good phenomenon, and the promotion of officials from Hunan and Guangdong must be accelerated. But Zhao Han couldn't destroy the promotion system, so he went to Guangzhou this time to search for Cantonese scholars like Zhang Jiayu, and brought them back to the General Military Mansion as a secretary.

  In Hunan, there were also a few scholars who were recruited by Zhao Han to be secretaries because of their outstanding performance.

  First, these secretaries can be used to handle Hunan and Guangdong affairs more accurately. Second, it can also be released in the future to increase the number of middle and high-level officials in the two provinces.

   This Kuang Lu was reserved by Zhao Han.

  In fact, Kuang Lu was already on his way back to his hometown at this time. He had been away from home for four years and missed his wife and children. It was the female chieftain who was pestering him, reluctant to let him go, and stayed for another month.

  …

   After Pan Qimei finished washing, she was led to the bedroom by the maid, but she didn't see Zhao Han return to the room for a long time.

  She waited and waited, and was tired from the journey, so she fell asleep on the bed without knowing it.

   "Yeah!"

   After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the door opening woke Pan Qimei up from her sleep.

  She quickly sat up and wiped the drool from her mouth.

  Zhao Han took off his coat, threw it away casually, and said with a smile, "You don't even change your clothes when you take a shower."

  Pan Qimei changed into a set of underwear, but she was still wearing her wedding attire, which had to be taken off by the newlyweds together.

  Zhao Han came over, very interested in her hair accessories, and took them off one by one. Especially the bells, which are crisp and melodious when walking, do not have a minority flavor.

  Removing the head wrap and jewelry, Zhao Han helped her untie her leggings and knee pads.

   This is more interesting, it is obviously a practical tool, but it has become a part of the wedding dress.

  Pan Qimei became more and more nervous, until Zhao Han unbuttoned her blouse, closed her eyes in embarrassment, and became short of breath.

so big!

  The coat is untied, which is more intuitive.

  Pan Qimei opened her eyes to take a peek, but saw Zhao Han staring at her, blushed and got into the bed, pretending to sleep with her back to the man.

  It felt like Zhao Han was also talking, and even put his arms around her waist, Pan Qimei was hot all over, and half of her body was limp.

  Zhao Han always has a sense of evil. He is tall, but Pan Qimei is only 1.5 meters, and has a childlike round face. At this moment, it is like holding a little girl.

  It has been more than two months since he left Ji'an and went south. Zhao Han was really suffocated. He is also a man of blood.

  The next morning.

  Zhao Han woke up yawning, his biological clock was always on time.

   Wanted to move, but his body was entangled. Pan Qimei hugged him like a doll.

  Zhao Han moved the little girl's arm away, and Pan Qimei woke up immediately, and smiled and said something in an incomprehensible Yao language.

   "You should sleep a little longer, and you will leave the city and board the ship after a while." Zhao Han said.

  Pan Qimei rushed forward, wanting to kiss Zhao Han. In the second half of last night, this girl was very crazy.

  As expected of doing farm work frequently, she has full physical strength and excellent endurance.

  Unprecedented, Zhao Han got up late until the guard came knocking on the door.

  Pan Qimei hurriedly helped him get dressed, and the two of them went out holding hands. The little girl had a rosy face, but it was a bit inconvenient for her to walk.

  Take a boat up the Zhenshui River and disembark after passing through Nanxiong Mansion. You must cross the Dayuling Ridge along the Meiling Ancient Road.

  Pan Qimei's body has already recovered, and she thought it was too troublesome to ride a donkey over the mountain, so she simply walked down the mountain road by herself. Good guy, all kinds of steep mountain roads, walking like flying in leggings.

   Seeing this situation, Zhao Han decided that the next time the army expands, it must recruit mountain people as soldiers and form a special mountain combat force.

  Entered the border of Jiangxi and returned to Ji'an by boat all the way. It was already early winter when we arrived at the General Military Mansion.

  Pan Qimei was shocked by the prosperity of Ji'an Wharf before she got off the boat. She has been shocked twice in Ganzhou and Nanxiong.

   "The chief town is back!"

   "Zongzhen, come and try my roast chicken."

   "..."

  Passing by the pier, the people took the initiative to give way, and retreated to the street to greet Zhao Han.

  Zhao Han kept smiling and waving, and these people laughed even happier, as if old friends reunited after a long absence.

  Of course, there were also many passers-by who focused their attention on Pan Qimei.

  Pan Qimei felt that everything was very novel. Looking at all kinds of clothing and goods, this place seemed to be another world.

   Ji'an Fucheng is extremely prosperous now.

  The reason is that Zhao Han ruled for the longest time. Not only has it been stable here for several years, but the people are getting richer and richer. Even the migrant workers in the city can now have a small meal every now and then.

  As the disposable income of the people increased, so did the consumption. In addition, Ji'an Fucheng was located in the center of the commercial waterway, and the prosperity of the market even surpassed that of Nanchang, Jiujiang and other cities.

   Most obviously the clothes!

  The style changes little, but the color is more varied.

  In the past, most of the urban civilians wore indigo cloth, which was the same color as the Datong military flag. Nowadays, there are a lot of tie-dye and batik fabrics, and various patterns on indigo clothes.

  In addition, red, turquoise blue, royal blue, dark green and other colors also appear sporadically on civilians, which are exclusive to the rich.

  Judging from the clothes of the common people, the former Ji'an Prefecture City seemed a little lifeless, but now it is becoming more and more lively.

  Zhao Han likes this vividness.

  Continuing to develop, I am afraid that the improvement of the style of clothes will gradually become more fashionable and beautiful.

  Zheng Sen, Zhang Jiayu and others came back with Zhao Han, and their feelings at this moment were even more shocking than that of Pan Qimei.

  First, the people of Ji'an Mansion have a very good relationship with Zhao Han. There is no fear, only love, the kind of sincere support.

  Second, there are no beggars or extremely poor people here.

   "This is a world of great rule!" Zheng Sen said with emotion.

  Zhang Jiayu pressed his sword and nodded: "Indeed."

  Hu Mengtai smiled and said: "The whole of Jiangxi will gradually become like this, and Guangdong will also do so in a few years."

  These entourages dispersed separately.

  Zhao Han took Pan Qimei and went straight to the inner house of the General Military Mansion.

  Fei Rulan went to a girls' school to be a teacher for half a day, and stayed at home for half a day to take care of various affairs. She had already received the news of Zhao Han's return, and stood at the gate of the courtyard to welcome her with her children and servants.

   "Husband!"

  Fei Rulan was full of joy, and then saw Pan Qimei beside Zhao Han.

  Zhao Han took out a silver hairpin from his bosom: "I saw them in Guangzhou, and they looked good, so I bought a few back. Xiaomei and Rumei also have them."

   "It's so beautiful," Fei Rulan said with a smile while holding the silver hairpin, "This is my younger sister."

  Zhao Han introduced: "Pan Yao, Pan Qimei, she doesn't speak Chinese very much."

  On the way, Pan Qimei learned some more, and still remembered the etiquette taught by her husband. She bowed low and said, "Sister Wanfu!"

  Fei Rulan didn't show jealousy at all, took Pan Qimei's hand and said, "Come in and talk."

  Both boys and girls have fast metabolism.

  Since winning the beauty pageant, Pan Qimei hasn't done rough work for a long time, and the calluses on her palms are gradually disappearing. Fei Rulan didn't feel anything strange when she held her hand.

  Zhao Han picked up the gun and walked to the courtyard: "Little sister is studying today?"

   "I'm on vacation, I went to the Mathematics Society, there seems to be some kind of math party today." Fei Rulan said.

  Zhao Han smiled and said, "It's good that she has something to do."

  Fei Rulan said: "Sister, does she live here, or does she tidy up and go into the yard?"

   "Let's live here first, she doesn't understand the language, first learn Chinese before speaking," Zhao Han put down the gun, and hugged Fei Rulan from behind, "Miss, do you miss me?"

  Fei Rulan's heart felt sweet, and she blushed and said, "Let go, my sister and the servants are here."

   "Don't be afraid, let them watch." Zhao Han felt tired for a while, but he was actually afraid that Fei Rulan would be jealous.

  Pan Qimei smiled, then looked around the yard, and felt that a row of chicken coops could be placed in the corner of the yard, otherwise it would be a waste of space.

  (end of this chapter)