Jing Xingzhi's ancient daily life

Qu Yongzhi smiled harmlessly: "Young Master Cheng, you are the son of the Taifu family, what can I do in this Hannan Prefecture? I came to you just to ask something, all your expenses today will be charged to my account! "

Cheng Huan didn't step back, he didn't miss the money to play.

Xu Zhongqi's dowry Cheng Wei didn't touch it, nor did the two elders of Xu's family. The key to the private treasury was directly given to Cheng Huan, who is now a rich man.Hearing Qu Yongzhi said something was wrong, Cheng Huan walked into the yard thinking that no one dared to touch him in Hannan Mansion.

Cheng Huan walked to the table and sat down: "Don't pressure me with money, I have plenty of money. If you have anything to say, hurry up and I'll pick up another place to play." The person who invited Cheng Huan over had already Cheng Huan remembered it in his heart.This person's invitation, he will not go in the future.

Qu Yongzhi acted as if he didn't care about Cheng Huan's attitude, and said with a smile: "Mr. Cheng is a straightforward person. I heard that you have a guest at your house. What's the origin?"

Cheng Huan asked vigilantly: "Why are you asking this? It has nothing to do with your Qu family."

Cheng Huan didn't like Jing Xingzhi, and when Qu Yongzhi mentioned that there was a guest, his expression was not very good, and his boredom was beyond words.

Seeing his expression, Qu Yongzhi was overjoyed: "I have a friend who doesn't like this guy, and wants to give him some color."

Can't get used to someone with the surname Jing? !When Cheng Huan heard this, the disgusting face surnamed Jing immediately appeared in his mind, and his heart was moved instantly.

Cheng Huan vaguely knew that the surname Jing had some background, and that he was someone his father would treat politely, and that was why he didn't dare to move Jing at home.But now that the pie is on his head, how can Cheng Huan refuse it so cruelly?He didn't do it, even if his father thought about it, he couldn't do anything about it.

Cheng Huan is a person who would sulk even when he called Jing Xingzhi uncle, now he pinned Xu Zhongqi's death on Jing Xingzhi, and it can be said that he deeply hated this Jing Xingzhi, thinking that he would not give Jing Xingzhi a favor He couldn't hold back his urge to eat the fruit.

Cheng Huan tentatively said, "That's my father's guest..."

Said it was a guest, but did not refuse.

If you really want to maintain it, it is normal to slap the table and stand up.Qu Yongzhi understood the meaning of this, and sent Ding Xinfan to Cheng Huan: "Don't worry, it's just to save his face, let him be embarrassed for a while, it won't be too much."

Qu Yongzhi didn't dare to kill someone if he really wanted to.Moreover, Qu Yongzhi read Qu Weiping's letter, which said that it directly sent Jing Xingzhi's future, whether it was maiming or hurting people, he didn't need to take trouble to improve his reputation.However, fearing that Cheng Huan would not cooperate, Qu Yongzhi put it lightly so that Cheng Huan would not cooperate.

Now that Cheng Huan hates each other so much, Qu Yongzhi really thinks that Jing Xingzhi, whom he has never met before, is Jing Ritian.Within a few days of coming here, he offended the young master of Cheng's mansion, which shows that he doesn't know how to be grateful to his master.

Cheng Huan felt relieved after eating Xinfan, but because he hated Jing Xingzhi, he deliberately gave Jing Xingzhi a new reason to move out of the government office.Careful thinking, small abacus, playing as loudly as Qu Yongzhi.

"That man is from a small place, and my father doesn't like it either. He just let him practice in the government office for the sake of his friend. Now that man has moved out of my house." Cheng Huan took a sip of tea and said in a casual tone.

After Qu Yongzhi said this, he imagined that there is a good old dude in a small place.In this way, wouldn't Brother Weiping's confession to him be secure?Thinking of Qu Weiping's promise in the letter that he could go to the capital, Qu Yongzhi couldn't help yearning for the girls in the buildings in the capital—the beauties there must be much prettier than those in Hannan Prefecture.

*****

Qu Yongzhi took Cheng Huan's news, and then sent someone to find out where Jing Xingzhi lived and his whereabouts.

Jing Xingzhi lived near the government office, Qu Yongzhi's servants did not dare to touch him, and he himself did not dare to provoke the Cheng family.

It wasn't until ten days later that Jing Xingzhi finished his experience in the house and had a stomach full of dry goods from Hannan Mansion, so he changed to a workshop and had the opportunity to go out.

The workshop is responsible for engineering construction, repairing warehouses, etc., and the most important thing is engineering construction.

The emperors of the Li family were more ruthless, and the corruption in Jiangnan was strictly investigated, so the river embankments in Jiangnan were not bad, unlike the tofu projects of some dynasties, which were repaired every year and collapsed every year.

However, the river rushes against the embankment every year, and the officials in Jiangnan are under a lot of pressure.In recent days, Xia Yu has become a bit fierce. Someone came to report that a section of the river embankment outside the city seemed to be showing signs of breaking down. Naturally, the workshop had to send someone to check it out.

Jing Xingzhi is a young man of the right age. He looks vigorous and has a good relationship with Sun Jingjing of the studio. He patted his grandson's head a few times and was taken there, as a long-term insight.

Jing Xingzhi was quite looking forward to going out. He came to Hannan Mansion for a long time and bought a lot of things for the baby. He also picked out a few gifts for the teacher and junior sister, but he couldn't think of anything to give Liu Fang.

Send yourself?I am afraid that I will be kicked out of the bed by white feet.

So Jing Xingzhi picked up the traditional Chinese painting he had learned halfway from his grandfather, and drew a few pictures in order to satisfy Liu Fang's regret of not being able to walk with him.

To go out of the city to check the embankment, Jing Xingzhi also asked someone to prepare something, and prepared to paint a few simple pictures on the way.

A group of people from the workshop packed up, took the servants out of the city, and rushed to Liutiao Village outside the city.

Behind them, three servants sent by Qu Yongzhi followed the convoy.

Qu Yongzhi originally wanted to follow up by himself, but he thought that it was so hard outside the city, and this time he was dealing with "little people" who even wanted to help repair the embankment outside the city, so Qu Yongzhi didn't care.

This Qu Yongzhi is actually a little bit stronger than Qu Weiping's brain, but he is also an idiot, he only knows how to eat, drink and play, and he believes what Cheng Huan said, without any doubts.Even if the servants occasionally inquired about something a little bit wrong, it was rounded up by his own imagination.

As for the three servants, one of them still had points, but the information given by the superiors was wrong, which made their "harmful thoughts" very rough and relaxed.Anyway, he is just a small person, and he will "bully" him once he gets the chance.

*****

Wicker Village was very close, and the carriage was moving very fast.

Wang Zhuang followed the team on horseback, turned back and forth a few times, then dismounted and got into Jing Xingzhi's carriage.

"Mr. Xiaojing, there seems to be someone following behind."

Jing Xingzhi frowned, and thought to himself, could it be that I have really become Conan's physique, what happens wherever I go, and everyone stares at me wherever I go?

But thinking about it carefully, Jing Xingzhi still felt that he had not offended anyone, even if he followed the convoy, he would not follow him.He is such a good young man, with a good temper and good looks, he doesn't mess around with flirtatious people, and he doesn't find anyone to slap him in the face. What a young man he is!

Jing Xingzhi thought it was fun, but instead he asked with a smile, "Who is he, is he amazing?"

Wang Zhuang's expression froze slightly: "Ordinary people."

It was just because they were ordinary people that Wang Zhuang felt strange. Why did a few ordinary people follow their convoy?Not enough for him to fight.

Jing Xingzhi persuaded: "Maybe I came here for other adults, and I'm not a sweet potato! Besides, it's just a few ordinary people, so don't worry about it, just wait and see what they will do." Bar."

"Don't take it to heart." Wang Zhuang thought for a while, and felt that what Mr. Xiaojing said was very reasonable.It's just that he is a subordinate, so he needs to be reminded of what should be told.

Wang Zhuang said: "Then I will let people relax and see what they are going to do." After Wang Zhuang finished speaking, he went back to ride the horse.

Jing Xingzhi's hands were itchy, so he also went down to ride for a while, letting the horse's hooves step on the grass on the ground, feeling the fresh air after the rain.

But Jing Xingzhi didn't wear protective gear, and his clothes were ordinary clothes, so he went back to the carriage to paint after riding for a while.

The trio behind looked very envious, feeling that there is still a big gap between being a servant and being a master. Seeing this "little man", he can also stroll around on a tall horse. It looks like that, like someone else's noble son .Unlike them, they are servants, and they haven't enjoyed anything. They have only led the horse for the young master, and they really don't know how to ride a horse.

In a blink of an eye, we arrived at Wicker Village.

The willow trees on both sides of the bank swayed their branches, welcoming a group of people into the village.

The village head stood at the entrance of the village. When he saw the man in the workshop, he bent over, smiled and wrinkled his old face and said hello: "You guys have worked hard on the road. The little old man is the village head of this village, but I want to rest at the little old man's house." , have lunch, and in the afternoon, the little old man will take you to that section of the embankment."

Sun Jingjing of the workshop is a thin middle-aged man in his 50s, with a straight back and a look like a pine and cypress. He stroked his gray beard and replied: "This big brother is bothering you. He just missed lunch at noon."

"How dare you be an adult and say big brother..." The village head smiled and led Sun Jingjing from the workshop to the village together, and the others were accompanied by other people in the village.

Jing Xingzhi looked left and right, and laughed and chatted with the people in Liutiao Village.

In the eyes of the trio, such a scene is simply poking their eyes.

Smelling the seemingly non-existent aroma of food in the village, the three of them were dumbfounded.People from Wicker Village took this group of people to dinner. What about the three of them? !They are also hungry! !

*****

In the afternoon, Jing Xingzhi strolled out after he was full, and the group headed towards the embankment.

The trio, who didn't dare to show too many traces, didn't dare to disturb the village for fear of attracting attention, so they caught a few fish and grilled them in the river, which was bred by the water.And they didn't bring any smoky seasoning, and the taste of the fish was hard to describe.

Anyway, smelling the fragrance wafting from far away for a while, almost made the three of them cry with envy.

Seeing that people finally came out from the village, and people from other places also joined in to watch the fun, the three of them took the opportunity to join in!

******

Sun Jingjing grabbed a stone that fell from the embankment, and asked the village head of Liutiao Village dissatisfied: "Big brother, this embankment should be the responsibility of your own people in your village, right? Why did something go wrong within a few years?" ?”

What Sun Jingjing grasped was not like gravel, but a mixture of stones and solidification.But logically speaking, this thing is more sticky than the stone itself, and there is no saying that it will fall, unless it is cutting corners or someone deliberately chiseled it off.

The embankment of Hannanfu was built a few generations ago, and all the workers employed were locals. The court subsidized the wages, initially in the form of disaster relief.Because it is near their own home, the people who built the embankment paid a lot of attention to the materials and the protection of the embankment.If the embankment is broken, the house will be washed away. No one dares to make trouble secretly, and those who dare to make trouble will be arrested and driven out of the village and the ancestral hall will be removed.

However, although this method is used, the construction of the embankment is expensive, and the various money expenses are still recorded in the book.If there is an accident in a certain section of the embankment, it is very simple to check!

The old village chief was very worried, but he didn't know what was going on: "My lord, the little old man watched the embankment be built, and the little old man remembered which section was responsible for which family. The little one didn’t ask anything, so I’ll call someone over for you.” Then the old village chief turned around and called, “Liucai, bring your people over here.”

Liucai looked about forty years old, with an honest face, and when called over, she hurriedly said: "My lord, I don't know what's going on! It's made with uniform materials. Everyone watched when the embankment was being repaired. Who dares to use hands and feet to steal things in front of the house!"

Sun Jingjing had a lawsuit on his forehead, and snorted coldly: "It's useless to explain right now, wait until they find out the reason!"

As long as the people in the workshop check it, they still don't know how the stone fell.Knowing the reason, and then looking at the reason carefully, Sun Gongfang has been working in the workshop for more than [-] years, and Sun Gongfang is also an old man.

As soon as Sun Jingjing finished saying this sentence with his official authority, not far behind him, he made three consecutive sounds of "plop, plop, plop" like dumplings!

Sun Jingjing thought of the young master who was put down by the lord of Fu Ya, who was standing behind him just now, and was so frightened that he almost lost his soul, so he turned his head suddenly.