Marshal, your wife is trying to die again

They came this time on a whim, and Xiang Xi said not to disturb them. When they arrived at the supervision room next to the field, the door was tightly shut, but laughter could be heard from inside from time to time.

"That pig, it has to be fed and penned up after eating, so that it can gain weight and be slaughtered, but people are different. If you dare to let it rest, its lazy bones will come out. This is what the owner said, hahaha... ..."

"Okay, come here, eat meat, this dog meat is very authentic, this is what it takes to taste in winter!"

Xiang Xi glanced at Kong Chengren, his face was a little embarrassed.

The stewards around came forward to push the door, and as soon as the door was opened, the smell of hot meat inside rushed over.

"Who? Open the door so wide..."

Turning his head while complaining, he saw Kong Chengren and Xiang Xi.

They didn't know Xiang Xi, but they knew the Patriarch, and they almost fell off the stool immediately.

These people were wearing thick jackets and fur boots, their faces were full of oil, and their complexions were very good. They were very different from those who were seen in the fertile fields just now.

Stealing, cheating, being lazy, isn't that what it is?

Kong Chengren only felt that his face was very red and dry, this group of unsatisfactory things.

"Tell me to tell everyone to rest and recuperate. From today onwards, the treatment of all workers in the Kong family will be the same as that of the Young Marshal's Mansion."

The leader was stunned. After Xiang Xi finished speaking, he turned around and left. The rest of the people looked at each other, looking at Kong Chengren, not knowing what to do?

"Patriarch, who is this...?" the leader asked aloud.

"Who is so and so? From the Young Marshal's Mansion, who do you say!" Kong Chengren flicked his sleeves and left angrily.

Since his wife passed away a few years ago, he hasn't married again, but there are a lot of concubines, and they are all relatives of concubines in the past few months. He thought it would be easy to use, but he didn't expect that today he would lose face .

They stopped eating hot pot, and immediately stood up and followed in fear.

When Xiang Xi arrived in the field, someone saw that she was fully dressed, and the slow movements of her hands suddenly moved.

There is nothing to do in winter itself, but these people still have to dig the soil, and now it will snow soon, and the weather is unbelievably cold.

Not enough food to eat, not warm clothes to wear, frostbitten hands, no strength to hold a hoe, to be honest, it is a waste of people.

An old man was sitting on the ridge of the field. When he saw them, he thought about it, but he kept panting for breath. He was obviously very tired.

His little grandson is only five or six years old, and he is also hungry and yellow and thin, but he is already sensible in this era of cannibalism. At this time, he desperately wants to give his grandfather a hand, but he is too small and too light to do it.

"I can still do it, I can still..." The old man hurriedly said in fear of losing his job.

Xiang Xi bent down and stepped forward to help the old man, an adult, with one hand without much effort.

Perhaps it was the kindness she showed, the old man and the children were not too panicked, but seeing Kong Chengren and his party, they were still trembling with fright.

"It's winter break today, until the beginning of spring, go to rest first, and get hot porridge later." Xiang Xi said softly.

Kong Chengren was expressionless, and the faces of those who ate dog meat behind him showed disapproval.

When the old man saw it, he immediately waved his hands again and again, "No need, no need."

But the child didn't think so much. When he heard that there was still hot porridge, his stomach suddenly gurgled. He grabbed Grandpa's robe and carefully raised his head, "Grandpa, I'm hungry."

When the old man saw it, he was so frightened that he immediately covered the child's mouth.

Xiang Xi felt uncomfortable, no matter what, Hepu is already under the rule of the Ji family, but there are still so many people who can't get enough to eat, what about other places?

She has also experienced such a desperate time. If it weren't for the remaining old servants of the Xiang family to help her, she would have starved to death in her last life.

Seeing it now, I can't have to empathize.

Xiang Xi didn't speak, and stroked the child's head with withered yellow hair.

Then his eyes turned to Kong Chengren, his eyes were so sharp that one couldn't bear to look directly at him.

The few people who followed were shocked, is this from the Young Marshal's Mansion?How dare you be so rude?

Kong Chengren thought it was nothing at first, since he was a child, the farmers of the Kong family have come here like this.

But at that time, the troubled times had not yet begun, which was different from the current situation.

At this time, when Xiang Xi saw it, cold sweat broke out on his back, like a glow on his back, and the cold wind blown it, and the cold was about to seep into his bones.

He turned his head and said viciously, "I still haven't followed my niece's orders."

"Wait." Xiang Xi said suddenly.

Kong Chengren immediately turned his head.

"I'm on official duty now, so don't call me niece in the future. You and I are not relatives, so to avoid misunderstanding, just call me Secretary Xiang." Xiang Xi said expressionlessly.

"Yes yes yes." Kong Chengren said immediately.

The grandfather and grandson didn't know who they were facing, and they bowed again and again. Only Xiang Xi was smiling, and the others looked very reluctant.

What kind of treatment in the Marshal's Mansion, Kong Chengren is of course a clean family, three meals a day, meat and vegetables once a week, clothes for four seasons, ten oceans a month, and housing for sick people.

This is already a very generous treatment now. When I chose a partner, I also took a fancy to this kind of style, thinking that it was a benevolent object of allegiance.

But now that it's my turn, it's not so comfortable.

When he went back, Kong Chengren endured and endured, and then asked, "Secretary Xiang, who will pay for this fee?"

Xiang Xi glanced at him, "Of course it's the Young Marshal!"

Kong Chengren's eyes lit up, he couldn't be happy yet, so he heard her continue, "But your Kong family is now a young marshal, don't forget, go back and start buying these as soon as possible."

His face suddenly became very ugly, but Xiang Xi didn't mean to take care of his emotions, it was just an order, not a discussion.

Afterwards, they went to the textile factory, where it was much better, and they would not do useless physical work like agricultural workers.

Now that it’s winter, cotton padded jackets are needed everywhere, especially in the army. After they are ready, they are sold, which is not a small fortune.

Kong Chengren kept thinking about it. He personally went south to discuss several orders. If he is not in Suizhou, there should be no problem, right?

After Xiang Xi found out, he didn't say anything, but just told everyone about the food improvement. No surprises, everyone was very happy.

In fact, food is expensive these days, because a job can be supported by the Kong family, which is indeed a relatively good thing.

But Xiang Xi doesn't think so. Any capable monarch will let the people under his jurisdiction live a life of adequate food and clothing. This is more prominent during wars.

Now the Hepu side is basically owned by the Ji family, not to mention all Hepu people, at least those who have already stood in the Kong family and contributed labor, they should be given the same treatment as the Young Marshal's Mansion.

Knowing this, someone was about to kneel down for them on the spot, and Kong Chengren smiled awkwardly again.