Infrastructure masters in the red building

The last time, just as Jia Fang's feet landed on the land of Taoyuan Village, the vigilant villagers had already surrounded him, and the kitchen knives and bows and arrows almost greeted him together.

But this time he came in broad daylight, and there was no one around the Xianliang Temple—could they all go to work in the fields?

Full of curiosity, Jia Fang followed the road in his memory and rushed to the village in front of him.Soon he saw the backs of a large group of villagers.

These villagers are gathering around the open space in front of the village entrance.The kitchen knives and sticks they used to "greet" Jia Fang last time were all thrown on the side of the road and piled up in a pile.It appears that the villagers have voluntarily given up armed resistance.

Jia Fang approached slowly, but none of the villagers noticed.Only the voice of the old village chief was speaking, and the tone seemed to be pleading.

"Master Lai, although Taoyuan Village has a large area, it only produces these things, and there is really nothing else..."

Master Lai? ... Jia Fang moved his ears, thinking: Didn't the old village chief say clearly that Jia Fang owns the whole village? —Where did Master Lai come from?

He quietly approached the last row of villagers, patted the shoulder of the person in front, and made a "silence" gesture.

The villagers who saw Jia Fang immediately showed a look of surprise and joy, and then they all covered their mouths tightly with their hands, so as not to make any noise and violate Jia Fang's instructions.

Jia Fang walked through the crowd like this, and saw the situation in the middle of the open space:

The old village chief couldn't afford to kneel. In front of him were dozens of jars containing rice wine, and a straw mat was covered with hundreds of rice flower fish marinated and dried by the villagers themselves, and several sacks. Jia Fang guessed There is rice in it.

Standing in front of the old village chief was Lai Da, Jia Fang's old acquaintance.

Jia Fang suddenly realized: the last time he came home from Baigongfang, he happened to see his father's long-term follower Lai Da was about to leave for a long trip, and Madam Lai, Mrs. Shi's companion, saw him off at the door.

The one who dares to go out is to come to this peach blossom source!

But Lai Da didn't have the cringe that he had when he was in the Rongguo Mansion. At this moment, he stood in front of the things with his chest out, sneered, and said: "The Zhuangzi of the Ningguo Mansion pays tribute to the Ningguo Mansion every year." At least it is worth 2000 taels of silver. Not to mention those chickens, ducks, fish and sheep, just sea cucumbers, deer tendons, velvet antlers, and prawns...everything weighs tens of catties, and rice grains cost at least a thousand shi. When you come to Zhuangzi in Rongguo Mansion, you dare to fool you, Mr. Lai, with such a thing?"

Lai Da looked down at the neatly stacked jars used to hold rice wine, and asked with a smile: "What is this, good wine?"

Just as the old village chief was about to nod his head in agreement, there was a "bang" sound, and Lai Da kicked the bottom jar, and all the jars were kicked down together, smashing one after another, and the wine juice flowed freely on the ground.

Jia Fang saw the villagers around him twitching the corners of their mouths, and they all looked extremely distressed.

"And this, what is this? Salted fish? Uncle Lai came to Taoyuan Village in person, so you use this salted fish to deal with it?" As he spoke, General Lai kicked the pile of rice fish in front of him and stepped on one, Grinding back and forth on the ground.A good piece of rice flower salted fish was instantly trampled into salted fish mud.

The old village head looked like he was about to cry, but he kowtowed and said, "Uncle Lai, please forgive me, the real produce in the village is not abundant, there is nothing else, only some rice..."

Lai Da suddenly said angrily: "Die! You Lai Lai came here all the way, and you pointed at him to do coolies for you, can't you escort food to Beijing?"

The old village chief was so robbed by him that he had no choice but to finally ask in a trembling voice, "Lai...Master Lai, you...see what you like in this village..."

Jia Fang shrank his head quickly, lest Lai Da see him.He sighed in his heart: There are so many villagers in Taoyuan Village, and there is only one Lai Da on the opposite side, but he is allowed to be domineering. The villagers think too much about the gap between the feudal social classes.

Unexpectedly, Lai Da stretched out his hand and nodded: "The older girl standing at the other end belongs to the younger daughter-in-law, come here——your silver-faced face is very good!"

The old village head became anxious now, and said in a trembling voice: "Master Lai, this is the granddaughter of the little old man, and she is going to marry into the neighboring village next month. In our village, if there is no such ancestral silver noodles, the girl will marry someone else." It's all a joke."

Jia Fang noticed this last time when he came here. Women in Taoyuan Village all wear very complicated silver headdresses, which are said to be passed down from mother to daughter and passed down from generation to generation.

Unexpectedly, when the old village head begged for mercy, Lai Da became even more enthusiastic: "Oh, dare you, this is still a big girl with yellow flowers. Coincidentally, your uncle Lai happened to be here, and he just happened to teach you how to serve your groom's official when you get married. ..."

Lai Da rubbed his hands with a lewd look on his face.

Jia Fang suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. He knew that the feudal landlords of certain dynasties in ancient times had the "first night right" for their female subjects, which was a sinful and vulgar custom that brutally trampled on women's personal rights.But the problem is, Lai Da... Lai Da is a hairball landlord? !

But Lai Da is not finished yet: "... I have served the master, and when I marry back to the neighboring village, her little girl's face is also bright! In the future, you will say that this is the one who served the important officials of the Rongguo Mansion. Eldest girl, other places will ensure that she will be useful for the rest of her life..."

Meet the big head ghost's "vital official of the Rongguo Mansion"! ——Jia Fang couldn't bear it anymore this time, he lowered his head and straightened his clothes, then put his hands behind his back, trying to put on a calm expression, then coughed heavily, separated from the villagers in front of him, and walked around step forward.

"Master Jia is here!"

The villagers around him had seen Jia Fang a long time ago, and they had been waiting for his action.The glimmer of hope in this call quickly spread throughout the crowd.The villagers knelt down behind Jia Fang and kowtowed to Jia Fang, "Master Jia is the master for us!"

Jia Fang tried his best to hold back: he is not used to so many people kneeling around him - he is not a Bodhisattva.But at this moment, he had to adopt a calm attitude, just to frighten the diabolical slave in front of him.

The crowd automatically made way for him, revealing the stunned Lai Da and the ecstatic old village chief.A big girl who was about to cry ran away from Lai Da and plunged into the crowd.

"Boss Lai, you have such a big picture!" Jia Fang said, deliberately using an understatement.In fact, he was more or less influenced by Shui Xian.At this moment, although he is far from reaching the level of Shui Xian, where the mountain collapses in front of him and his face does not change, he is still enough to bluff.

"I never had such a big battle with Manager Lai. It seems that I, the master of the Rongguo Mansion, have not had a slave to make a living outside." Jia Fang didn't look at Lai Da either, and looked at the sky with his hands behind his back.

Under Jia Fang's momentum, Lai Da hurriedly came over, knelt down beside Jia Fang, and said repeatedly: "I don't know that the third master is here, and the villain patronizes these mud-legged people. It's impolite, please. Third Master forgive me."

The villagers who are called "mud legs" dare not speak out.

Jia Fang turned his face away, smiled sadly at Lai Da, and then slowly said, "Guard Lai, the Duke ordered you to stand for me, is this how you stand for me?"

He guessed that his father, Jia Daishan, sent Lai Da here, it was absolutely impossible for him to grab the land of Taoyuan Village, but to lay some foundations for himself to take over Taoyuan Village.That's why Lai was sent to set off from Beijing in the first lunar month.

He intentionally softened his voice, because Jia Amnesty once mentioned in a small talk that there are many people in charge of the house who are low-spirited and bully.They will self-righteously guess the minds of their masters. The more pleasant and nice you are to them, the more they will have ghosts in their hearts and panic. On the contrary, if you blindly scold and scold, they will not take it seriously.

He just tried to test Lai Da, but he didn't expect the test to be successful. With a "plop", Lai Da knelt on the ground, slapped his bow cleanly, and slapped himself twice, then said to Jia Fang with a shy face. : "Third Master, damn the little one, I didn't expect the third master to come so soon!"

Jia Fang: Yeah... Meng was right, he successfully bluffed the other party.

Lai Da tried his best to slap himself twice, and then he knelt down and asked, "Master, when did you arrive? Why didn't I meet you along the way?"

Jia Fang: ...how should he answer this?

Could it be possible to explain that he took a shortcut?

This idea only turned around in Jia Fang's mind quickly before being discarded. Why did he answer this tricky question?

So Jia Fang still used that unsalty tone: "You... have you finished fighting so soon?"

Lai Da: ...

This obsequious servant who was obsequious in the mansion and arrogant outside the mansion raised his palm reluctantly, continued to slap his bow left and right, and slapped himself more than a dozen times.