The best county magistrate

"What story are you making up?" Ma Fugui blurted out.

Yang Xuanchen pretended to be mysterious, "There's no rush to compile the story. Let's build the wine shop first and then we'll talk about it when the wine is almost ready."

A few people chatted while eating, and roughly decided on the location of the winery and the auction of sea salt.

On the way back to the Yamen, Zhou Miaomiao fell two steps behind Yang Xuanchen.

There was a complicated expression in her eyes.

The purpose of sneaking into the county government office with the master was to kill him, but who knew that the mission was suddenly cancelled.

Tired of living a life of fighting and killing, Zhou Miaomiao convinced his master, and the two of them gave Shen Qingyun a reason to work as undercover agents in the county government and stayed.

Over the past month, Yang Xuanchen had given her too many shocks. As she got to know him better, she became even more curious.

For example, today I was called to deliver a jar of wine, but unexpectedly it turned into asking her to manage a wine shop.

Is a person of unknown origin really so trustworthy?

Thinking of this, Zhou Miaomiao quickly took a few steps to stand side by side with Yang Xuanchen, "Master, why did you choose to let us, mother and daughter, manage the winery?"

"Haha, your wages are low!" he blurted out.

Feeling a murderous gaze, Yang Xuanchen touched his nose and sneered, "You are from Jiangzhou and you know how to make wine. Working in the kitchen is too unfair for you."

"Furthermore, from my observation during this period, you seem to be different from ordinary tenants."

At this point, Yang Xuanchen stopped and turned to look at Zhou Miaomiao, "I can't tell you exactly what's different."

"I just think you have a lot on your mind. I've seen you sitting in the stable yard in a daze several times."

"You must not have fled to Qingzhou after being persecuted by the squire, right?"

Zhou Miaomiao's eyes were a little dodgey, and her heart was filled with ripples.

God, he wouldn't have discovered anything, would he?

She sighed slightly and calmed down.

Forget it, he can think whatever he wants, as long as he refuses to admit it.

Seeing that Zhou Miaomiao was silent, Yang Xuanchen curled his lips and said, "Haha, I guessed it right!"

"But having said that, now that we are all here, we will be a family from now on. Aunt Hu may have a bad mouth, but she is still a good person."

"A few days ago, I saw her picking up a few extra pieces of meat for Xiaoba..."

"As for you, you are seventeen, right? Take care of the wine shop first, and then you will have someone you like. I will prepare a big dowry for you."

I remember when I was young, my brother said the same thing, "Miaomiao, when you find someone you like in the future, my brother will prepare a big dowry for you."

Unfortunately, things have changed now. More than ten years ago, the Zhou family was destroyed, and her father and bodyguard took her to escape with her seriously injured body.

If the master hadn't saved her, she would have been a pile of withered bones.

Her mood was very complicated, she was moved, confused, and even a little happy. For the first time in more than ten years, she felt like home.

Her nose felt sore, and crystal tears began to well up in Zhou Miaomiao's eyes.

"master……"

Yang Xuanchen hummed, and seeing her shed tears, he stretched out his hands to hold her cheeks and gently scraped away the tears on her face with his thumbs.

"Miss Zhou, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned those words that made you sad."

"Okay, please stop crying. If you cry like a baby, your mother will have to fight for me when you get back!"

Such an intimate move left Zhou Miaomiao stunned on the spot.

The warmth in Yang Xuanchen's palm, his gentle tone, and his gentle movements made her forget her rejection for a moment.

Looking into Yang Xuanchen's clear eyes.

picture!

so similar!

My brother comforted me this way when I was a child.

"Master, can I call you brother when no one is around?" she asked quietly, with a hint of expectation in her tone.

She didn't know why she suddenly said such words, and her heart suddenly pounded.

He won't refuse, right?

Yang Xuanchen was stunned for a moment, then he grinned widely, put his left hand on Zhou Miaomiao's head and stroked it gently.

"Silly girl, okay!"

"I will be your brother from now on. If anyone bullies you, I will kill him for you!"

Suddenly, Zhou Miaomiao spread out her hands and held him in her arms, pressing her face against his chest and sobbing continuously.

"Miaomiao, please stop crying. We'll be at the Yamen in a while."

"We are still on the street. It's not good for you, a girl, to rub and hug like this..."

Yang Xuanchen patted her back and comforted her for a while.

"Brother, if...I mean if one day you find out that I lied to you, will you hate me?" Zhou Miaomiao asked.

Yang Xuanchen joked: "What do I have that is worth cheating on?"

"Brother has a lot of money now, why don't you cheat some of it to spend some money?"

Zhou Miaomiao hammered his chest and said coquettishly: "Okay, then I'll cheat you out of money."

"Oh, you really want to defraud me of my money. That won't work. Let Brother Biao catch you in prison later."

Zhou Miaomiao made a face at him and ran away in the direction of the county government office.

Looking at her back, he smiled, shook his head, and followed her.

Busy days always pass quickly, and a few days fly by.

On this day, all the merchants from various states in Dayan gathered in Qingshui County.

Some firms sent their shopkeepers to take care of the business, while others brought their owners to the scene. The grandeur of the scene shocked the people of Qingshui County.

In the Yin Hotel of the county government, people from all walks of life took their seats one after another. Yang Xuanchen prepared a sign about one foot long for them, with numbers marked on it.

There are a total of nineteen commercial banks, but only eighteen have arrived so far, and one has not yet arrived.

"Everyone, I like to talk less and do more, let's get started!" Yang Xuanchen said lightly.

At this time, a young man in a purple shirt walked into the hall with arrogant steps.

"Sorry everyone, Xie is late! Haha, haha."

Wei Junzhi bowed his head and whispered in Yang Xuanchen's ear, "This person is the second son of the Xie family, the largest salt merchant in Dayan, Xie Tianhua."

"His sister is His Majesty's favorite concubine. Sir, please think carefully about it!"

Xie Tianhua entered the door waving his fan, bowed briefly to Yang Xuanchen, and looked around the packed hall.

"Hey, why don't you leave a seat for me, Mr. Xie? You don't know the rules."

As he said that, he pointed to the first place under Yang Xuanchen's left hand, "You, that's right! Don't look around. What about you, don't you have any eyesight?"

The accused man stood up timidly and offered his seat to him.

"Thank you, Second Young Master, are you late? Traffic jam?" Yang Xuanchen asked with a smile.

"Yes, it's a traffic jam, it's a traffic jam." Xie Tianhua answered casually.

"Oh? What car are you riding in?"

Xie Tianhua glanced at Yang Xuanchen contemptuously, "A carriage! What else could it be?"

Yang Xuanchen ignored his rhetorical question and remained calm and calm.

“All the bosses and shopkeepers here responded to Qingshui County’s call for green travel by either walking or carrying sedan chairs to the Yamen.”

"You take a carriage? No wonder you're stuck in traffic, haha."

He sneered and met Xie Tianhua with provocative eyes.

"You came to the county government office in a carriage? You are not qualified to attend this meeting."

Looking at Xie Tianhua, whose face was slowly turning red, Yang Xuanchen lowered the corners of his mouth, put on a serious look, and his tone became cold.

"You're half an hour late, just because you don't pay attention to this meeting!"

"You are looking down upon me, and even more so all the merchants here!"

"Why should you let a business firm in Jiangzhou give up your seat?"

Then, Yang Xuanchen yelled: "Get out!"