When the Sand Sculptures penetrated the crematorium literature [Quick Transmigration]

Outside the government office in the early morning,

The guards lined up in two rows, standing majestically on both sides of the yamen, but the place where people should be sitting in the high hall seemed empty.

Now that the sun outside has gradually emerged, the chirping of birds in the trees has become more frequent, and there are more pedestrians on the street.

He Heng's adjutant, Zhao Tu, saw that even the hour had passed, but He Heng's figure was still not seen in the main hall, so he couldn't help pacing back and forth anxiously in the room with his hands behind his back.

It wasn't the first day he was like this, since he went back with that little shark, he was late almost every day, and there was no one in the government office after waiting for a long time.

After the gongs and drums outside rang three times, there was finally the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

Zhao Tu immediately ran to the door to meet him, weeping with joy, only to see that He Hengda was so sleepy early in the morning, he didn't even look at the road ahead when he was walking, and he didn't even want to lift his legs when he passed the threshold.

"Master He, you are here, hey! Be careful that there is a threshold." He shouted while reaching out to support the other party.

He Heng waved his hand away, rubbed his eyes sleepily, and then slowly crossed the threshold like a drunken man.

When he was yawning and sitting in front of his desk, he felt as if he had returned to the "happy" eighth day of college, and every day he sat at the desk and just wanted to get down.

And the reason why He Heng is so tired is mainly because he has been living the life of a double-faced person these days. After he got off work, he was the dumb Dazhu who was loved by no one in the village.

In order not to make Qiao Ran suspicious, He Heng kept telling the other party that he would go out to work during the day, and at night, in order to prove that he was an authentic and honest villager, he insisted on helping Qiao Ran go to the back mountain to chop bamboo.

In this way, he sleeps later than a dog and wakes up earlier than a chicken every day, so he is naturally sleepy when he goes to work.

Zhao Tu couldn't figure out why He Heng pretended to be dumb in front of the blind mermaid, but he didn't feel comfortable asking about his superior's personal affairs, but he just felt a little worried for no reason when he saw the other party's listless appearance every day.

Now the seaway has not been dredged, the transport ship is still stranded on the beach, and the reclamation of the early dam has also been shelved.

Zhao Tu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot every day, for fear that the emperor in the capital would blame him if he knew that the construction period was delayed.

But He Heng is indifferent, he is now focusing on dredging the sea channel and cleaning up the pollutants.

Every time Zhao Tu asked, he would say, "Don't you know that 'blocking is worse than sparse'? Nowadays, the waters near Mingcheng are seriously polluted. Even if you force the transport ship out, it will not be a long time after all. More and more pollutants are being discharged into the sea, and the seaways will eventually be blocked."

"If the marine ecology around here is destroyed at that time, have you ever thought about how much the fishing industry in Mingcheng will be affected?"

"Once the fishing industry is destroyed, how many people will lose their livelihoods?"

After Zhao Tu heard these words, he was taken aback for a while, and he didn't know where He Heng came from for such a set of rhetoric.

In the end, I had to ask the other party, "So what should we do?"

He Heng immediately sat up straight from his carved mahogany armchair, leaned forward to the table, took the Langhao brush on the pen holder and began to write slowly,

"Don't worry, let's manage the marine ecology first. The benefits in the future will definitely outweigh the disadvantages. I will write a letter to His Majesty to explain the current situation to him. A wise person like His Majesty will definitely understand our situation." Difficulties."

Today, three days later, they lived up to expectations and received a reply from the emperor.

And what the emperor's letter probably wants to express is,

"He Heng, what you said is good, don't say it next time. Since Aiqing is so thoughtful, she must be able to think of a solution that balances both ends? I not only want you to deal with the ocean in three months. Ecological issues require you to complete the project of reclamation and dam building within three months."

And three months later, he will personally tour the south to Mingcheng to check the status of the completion.

After reading the letter, He Heng "smiled" and crumpled the rice paper in his hands.

Unexpectedly, the old emperor had been observing him secretly.

But if the sea area where Qiao Ran lived was really filled, He Heng felt that his blackening value might not be able to drop in this lifetime.

Thinking of this, he was so angry that he wanted to greet the system.

This time 996 really gave himself a tricky job.

So He Heng can only deal with the marine ecology first, and the emperor can delay it if he can.

After He Heng went back this afternoon, as usual, Qiao Ran had already sold out the bamboo weaving products.

Smoke was rising from the back kitchen, and Xiao Yuren was a little bit busy dealing with the ingredients that would be used for cooking later.

When Qiao Ran first lost his eyes, Qiao Ran was very uncomfortable, but after a long time, he also got used to living in a world without light, and it is no problem to cook some simple meals by himself.

He Heng couldn't help but twitched his lips slightly as he watched him reach out on the stove and grope for the bowls and chopsticks, rushing in and out.

But at this moment, Qiao Ran seemed to want to fill up the spices on the cabinet, but accidentally bumped into the large iron pot on the edge.

The iron pot was placed crookedly outside again, and when he touched it like this, it immediately made a loud "bang!" and fell out like it was falling apart.

Seeing that the thing was about to fall and hit Qiao Ran, He Heng quickly walked behind Qiao Ran and stretched out his hand to support it.

Suddenly his back was pressed against the man's strong and powerful chest. Qiao Ran was stunned for a moment. Feeling the bursts of temperature coming from behind him, he asked:

"Da Zhu, are you back?"

"En." He Heng wrote on his hand, "I'll help you."

Qiao Ran shook her head slightly, "It's okay, no need, I'm almost done, I just need to steam a fish."

After saying this, he suddenly noticed the smell of cooked food coming from the back kitchen. It seemed that the other party had brought something back.

"Da Zhu, did you bring something back? It smells so good."

"Ah."

He Heng stuffed the whole brine chicken and some pork belly into Qiao Ran's hands, "I brought some chicken and pork back."

"You can eat at night."

Immediately, without giving the other party time to react, he wrote again, "I went to the back mountain to cut bamboo."

"Oh, good." Hearing this, Qiao Ran could only nod, "I'll call you when the meal is ready."

Hearing the sound of He Heng's footsteps drifting away, he put the cooked food brought by the other party into a bowl, and put the remaining half into a storage container in case he couldn't finish a meal.

Since "Dazhu" came, he would bring some chicken, duck, pork and beef every now and then, and he would bring a lot every time, which made the kid next door Wang Ergou cry.

Even Qiao Ran felt that he had gained weight these days, but he still felt a little strange.

Because Mingcheng is close to the sea, the fishing industry here is well developed, but the price of meat is very high, especially for these remote villages, so most of the villagers in their village rarely have big meat on the table on weekdays.

And Dazhu is a mute that no one wants to take in. Where did he get so much money?

Just as Qiao Ran was wandering, the smell of rice came from the kitchen, and he realized that the rice should be ready.

So he temporarily let go of his worries, and prepared to ask He Heng to have dinner with him.

However, after Qiao Ran returned to the main hall, the surroundings were quiet, and it sounded like there was no movement at all, as if there was no one there.

So he reached out and groped for the threshold, stepped slowly into the back of the house, and called out tentatively, "Da Zhu?"

There was no response from inside.

Qiao Ran had no choice but to pick up the stick by the door and grope around the room to find He Heng.

Just as he was groping his way to the desk, he heard the sound of long and even breathing coming from beside him. Seeing this, Qiao Ran followed the sound and stretched out his hand all the way down the desk, until he found the breath lying on the side. He Heng fell asleep on the couch.

And there were some freshly cut bamboos on the table, some of which had already been tied together with hemp rope and neatly arranged by him, while others were just scattered on the table in such a mess.

Qiao Ran guessed that He Heng might have dozed off halfway through the process because he was too tired.

He recalled that in the past few days, the other party went out to work early in the morning every day, and when he came back in the evening, he had to go to the mountain to cut bamboo.

Can this not be tiring?

Qiao Ran had tentatively asked He Heng many times before, what kind of work did he do when he went out so early during the day, and why he looked so tired?

But the other party never gave a positive answer. They only said that it was physical work, and the more they did, the more they would be paid.

Of course, Qiao Ran also mentioned to He Heng many times, don't force yourself so much, you don't have to work from morning to night, you can earn money by selling some bamboo weaving products every day. Individuals are still more than enough.

But He Heng told Qiao Ran firmly that because he was hungry and scared since he was a child, he was worried that if he didn't work, he would have nothing to eat. Only by working non-stop would he feel safe.

After hearing his words, the little shark was stunned on the spot.

At that time, the two were eating at the dinner table, and Qiao Ran was dumbfounded as she held her job bowl and didn't know what to say.

For a moment, he felt more sympathy for this man named "Da Zhu".

Thinking that the other party lived a life of starvation when he was a child, and he could only eat by working hard with his own hands, Xiao Yuren suddenly felt that he was so pitiful.

And when I was a child, I would only play mud on the bottom of the sea with the little sharks of the same age.

After struggling for a long time, Qiao Ran finally picked up a piece of chicken leg in the basin and put it in the opponent's bowl.

"Then eat more and don't starve."

"I don't eat much. If you do a lot of physical work, it will definitely consume you a lot. Order more food so you don't starve yourself."

So from then on, Qiao Ran didn't suggest him to stop doing two jobs, but would add two spoonfuls of rice when cooking.

After all, he thinks this is the other party's heart knot, and it is precisely because of the lack of security that "Dazhu" is so desperate, and it will be difficult to change it for a while, but maybe after he settles down, this insecurity will be It gradually faded away.

At this moment, hearing the sound of the other party's steady breathing, Qiao Ran was afraid that He Heng would catch a cold if he slept like this, so he bent down and put one hand on the bed, groping around to find a blanket for the other party to cover his body.

However, for some reason, when he stretched out his hand, he touched the empty space. The height of Xiaotao seemed to have changed. Qiao Ran suddenly lost his habit and grabbed the empty handle.

He subconsciously exclaimed,

"Well!"

The moment Qiao Ran thought he was going to fall, his body was caught by a pair of arms and pulled into his arms.

The moment he heard the movement, He Heng subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the little shark.

It's just that he didn't wake up now, and he was still a little sleepy, so he hugged the soft little shark in his arms and pressed it against the corner of the bed, not wanting to move for a while.

Suddenly falling into a warm embrace, Qiao Ran hummed softly, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to grope beside her.

The next second, the warm touch of the skin came from the fingertips, and the fingertips were itchy, like the feeling of eyelashes brushing.

Qiao Ran was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that he had touched He Heng's face. He hurriedly moved his hand aside, but in the end, he moved from his eyes to the other's tall nose bridge. I touched my chest.

His whole body was surrounded by the man's familiar breath, Xiao Yuren felt his face getting hotter and hotter, and finally he shrank in the corner like a boiled shrimp, his back stiffened and he didn't dare to move.

But he was blocked in this small space by the opponent, and he couldn't move. He couldn't see anything and didn't know how to get up or which direction to go.

After holding back for a long time, he just lowered his head and said softly,

"That meal is ready."

He Heng was almost awake now, he wrote a simple word "good" on the other's palm, then took Qiao Ran's hand, and helped him up from the slum.

But after the little shark stood firm, he didn't move, but looked straight at He Heng and said:

"Dazhu, has this collapse been replaced?"

Just now, Qiao Ran clearly felt that this bed was lower than the original one, and the original bed was made of low-quality pine wood, which was very rough to the touch, and there was a "squeak, squeak" sound when lying on it. , it sounds like it's falling apart.

But he could clearly feel the same texture as soon as he lay down on the collapsed one just now. The armrest feels smooth and firm to the touch, and exudes a pleasant aroma of sandalwood, and there are even delicate wood grains carved on the corners.

How could this be the original Xiaotiao in the house?

He Heng didn't hesitate, he admitted it very simply, after all, he couldn't hide the fact that he had replaced some old furniture and bought some new furnishings.

It's just that he explained it like this,

"I usually do some carpentry, so I replaced all the old furniture."

Qiao Ran said "Oh" noncommittally, but he still felt that the new furniture was so exquisitely made that it didn't look like the kind of furniture that would appear in their small villages and towns.

It's just that after listening to the other party say that, the topic just fell away.

On the second day, Qiao Ran carried a wooden stick and carried his own bamboo basket to the street to set up a stall as usual.

After noon, his bamboo weaving products were sold out. When Qiao Ran was about to close the stall and go home, he heard the two aunts in the next stall talking about the recent increase in the price of pork.

Both said that they hadn't seen pork in half a month, and the children in the family were clamoring for it again, saying that they were tired of eating fish every day.

As soon as he heard "pork" and then thought of the meat that He Heng brought home every day, Qiao Ran stopped in his tracks and pricked up his ears.

"Hey, it's not that I don't want to." The aunt sighed and said to another person: "It's just that the price is too high."

"How can this be pork? Those who don't know think it's gold."

"It's the same." The other person sighed again and again, "It is estimated that chickens, ducks and pigs can only appear on the dinner table of the county master?"

Not far away, the little mermaid who thought of the chickens, ducks and pigs that appeared in his house every night suddenly "clicked" in his heart

He couldn't help thinking about what kind of work "Da Zhu" was doing during the day to get so much money?

That night, after You o'clock, there was a sound of dogs barking in the yard, and the neighbor's dogs all came out for a walk, and He Heng slowly returned home.

It's just that when he entered the door, he didn't see Xiao Yuren busy in the kitchen as usual, but leaning in front of the door waiting for him, He Hengdang even froze for a moment.

After hearing the footsteps of the other party, Qiao Ran took the lead and said, "Why is it so late today?"

He Heng took his hand and wrote on it: "Work was delayed for a while."

"Also, this is for you." As he spoke, he stuffed a newly made dress into Qiao Ran's arms.

The season in Mingcheng is about to turn from autumn to winter, and the weather is gradually getting colder. The wind is always howling these days, and Qiao Ran is naturally afraid of the cold. Wearing the original single clothes these days, his hands are always cold Cold feet.

So He Heng asked someone to make a fur coat with a fox jacket embroidered on it to keep out the cold, so that he wouldn't be cold when he wore it.

A piece of warm clothes was suddenly stuffed into his arms, and it felt fluffy to the touch. Qiao Ran was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand to touch the clothes in his arms carefully, only to find that it was an extremely finely crafted fox jacket, the stitches on it were embroidered to perfection, and there was not a single thread to be found.

And in the small remote village where they live, there is no such a good tailor.

And the fox fur collar on the top of the clothes is soft and delicate, and you can tell it's not fake when you touch it with your hands.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yuren frowned immediately, the clothes made him more firm in the fact that He Heng went out to do some work during the day.

And the fox fur collar on the top of the clothes is soft and delicate, and you can tell it's not fake when you touch it with your hands.

Although Qiao Ran earned a lot of money selling bamboo weaving products every day, he only had to worry about food and clothing. How could he afford such a luxury as a fox jacket?

Thinking of the expensive chicken, pork, and beef that the other party brought back every night, the inexplicably extra rosewood furniture at home, and all kinds of replaced furniture, Qiao Ran couldn't bear it anymore. He Heng's arm questioned:

"Dazhu, tell me honestly, do you really only do physical work during the day? Why do you leave early and return late every day, and can manual work earn so much money?"

He Heng suddenly felt a little guilty when he was asked such a question suddenly, but it was impossible for him to confess that he was actually the biggest magistrate in Mingcheng, right?

So, he held back for a long time, and said, "Because I have great strength, I usually do the work of two people alone."

Unexpectedly, after listening to his explanation, Qiao Ran remained silent. The next second, Xiao Yuren raised his face and looked at He Heng seriously.

"Did you do some illicit work?"

When He Heng heard it, he immediately wrote excitedly on the opponent's hand, "I don't have one!"

How can it be said that being a county master is an improper job?

However, Qiao Ran didn't believe it at all. With so many suspicious evidences in front of him, He Heng's explanation at this time was not feasible at all in front of him.

Thinking about the other party's frequent sleepiness and tired appearance recently, he felt more and more suspicious.

When Qiao Ran was young, she heard from her grandfather that in human villages, some poor people would sell their blood because they couldn’t afford to eat, which was equivalent to overdrafting their own bodies in exchange for silver taels.

And this kind of work is still very unhygienic, and sometimes it is inevitable to be infected with various diseases.

Thinking of this, he immediately pulled He Heng's arm and lifted the cuff up and began to grope up.

When he was pressed to the inside of his arm, He Heng couldn't help but gasped and let out a "Hiss!".

He went to the back mountain to chop bamboo shoots yesterday, but when he pulled them out, he pulled them out with inappropriate force. He pricked his arm and bled a little. Now Qiao Ran felt a little pain when he pressed it down like this.

In the next second, the little shark in front of him said in a trembling voice:

"Are you going to sell?"

"Sold blood?"

He Heng: "???"

Before he could figure out how to explain to the other party that he hadn't done any improper work, Qiao Ran suddenly threw the fox jacket back into his arms.

Qiao Ran's grandfather passed away due to illness, and he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable when he thought of his dying grandfather's disease-ridden appearance, so to him, money, fame and fortune were all outside his body, and nothing was more important than health and happiness.

"Stop doing those jobs, okay?"

"I don't want these things, as long as I have enough money, don't ruin my body."

"It's really not possible, I will support you."

Seeing Xiao Yuren's face about to cry, He Heng panicked all of a sudden, he took the other's hand and wrote: "Okay, okay, I won't go."

Then he patted the other person's back helplessly, "Don't be sad, I won't go"

In the early morning of the next day, in order not to worry Qiao Ran, He Heng didn't dare to leave in such a sneaky way, so he planned to find a time to ask Aunt Li next door to go to the yamen to talk to Zhao Tu. He might not be able to come if he had something to do in the past two days. Yes, let him deal with things first, come to him when there is something urgent, and after two days, He Heng will think of a way before going out for another reason.

But who knew that before he found Aunt Li, Zhao Tu had already brought someone to the door.

Zhao Tu led a group of guards around outside Qiao Ran's house for a few times. He put his hands behind his back like an old man, and his brows became more and more wrinkled.

The more Zhao Tu looked at He Heng in the past few days, the more something was wrong. He Heng looked exhausted every day at first, and then he didn't even come.

He had heard from the neighbors that the mermaid was a very dangerous creature, and it was kind of evil.

After thinking about it, Zhao Tusi felt that something was wrong.

This Mr. He must not be hooked by the other party, right?

At this moment, the window on the outside of the hut was pushed open, and Zhao Tu saw Qiao Ran's face clearly through the open window for the first time.

The little shark's eyes are covered with a piece of black cloth, the skin under the black cloth is as delicate and smooth as suet jade, the black hair all over the head is scattered and tied up with a simple rope, the pointed ears are exposed at the tip of the hair, Just like those elves in myths and legends.

From a distance, he looks tall and thin, with a slender waist and long legs.

Of course, Qiao Ran didn't notice them, but was busy with some sundries behind the window with her cuffs on.

He looks so good-looking.

At this moment, Zhao Tu suddenly became more and more determined that He Heng was taken away by this merman.

Just as he was looking for He Heng's figure everywhere, the door opened with a "squeak", and He Heng pushed the door open and walked out.

Zhao Tu immediately blurted out excitedly, "Congratulations!"

However, before he finished speaking, he received He Heng's extremely menacing eyes like a knife.

Zhao Tu immediately changed his words:

"He Dazhu!"

"Why didn't you come to work today?"

He had just said this, and before He Heng could respond,

Next second,

There was a black cloth covering his eyes, and the little shark with elf-like pointed ears was holding a broom in his hand, angrily running in front of them, stopping He Heng behind him,

"Don't come looking for him."

Zhao Tu: "Huh?"

His own mother,

His immediate boss suddenly disappeared for no reason, can he not look for it?

At this moment, Zhao Tu heard the other party continue to say:

"Da Zhu won't do improper work with you anymore!"

The author has something to say: Babies, Happy National Day~

Welcome everyone to enjoy my new cover, let me introduce to you, this is He Dazhu, he has been the village flower (bhi) of their village since he was a child, and this child is smart since he was a child, so he often does things that make people happy, but I hope everyone will be more tolerant of him for the sake of his good looks.