I walk the career line in dog blood

After the county magistrate left, An Yinong went to the backyard, took the hot water from the stove and washed briefly, and then returned to the room.There is also a map of Dingsha County and a letter from Emperor Qi on the desk in the room.

After exterminating the horse thieves, An Yinong wrote an apology note, in which besides reporting the results of the operation, there was also a large section of self-condemnation that seemed distracted.But Emperor Qi really saw through his thoughts, and the letter he replied was very colloquial, just to let him stop talking about these useless things and do things well.

"I've been working hard." There was no one in the room, so An Yinong naturally leaned on Gu Zhengzhong.He didn't have to look back, he knew he was coming just by smelling the scent, and he could fall back directly with his eyes closed.

This kind of trust is always something that Gu Zhengzhong can't refuse. He has been silently conniving, hoping that An Yinong will be more comfortable and willful in front of him. It's best to get used to his existence and never leave him again.

"I brought you a present."

An Yinong originally had his eyes closed, but when he heard this sentence, he opened them again, only to see a vermilion ball, warm and warm.He fully opened his eyes, and found that it was a vermilion fluffy cloak, which seemed to be carefully woven with fine wool like cashmere, and it was soft and warm to the touch.

This kind of warmth is not psychological, but really exudes heat all the time.

"What is this?" An Yinong was very curious, is this natural self-heating material energy-producing?

Seeming to see what he was thinking, Gu Zhengzhong unfolded the cloak helplessly and wrapped him up: "This is the fluff of firebirds. They only pluck a little to raise their young. How can there be so many of them? .”

An Yinong reached out and grabbed his sleeve, smiling: "Sir, you are turning the corner and telling me, how kind are you to me?"

Just as Gu Zhengzhong was about to explain, his arms were wrapped around his neck, pulled down, and he was kissed.The soft body temperature of human beings warmed him through the clothes, and his sweetheart whispered love words to his ear: "Thank you, I really like sir more and more day by day."

Gu Zhengzhong's eyes were covered with light red, but the treasure on his heartstrings was still teasing him with love words.Just thinking about the consequences of the impulse, he still suppressed the commotion.

"Tired today?" Gu Zhengzhong looked down at An Yinong, who was wrapped in a red cloak and looked even more fair and handsome.He reached out to untie his hair tie, letting his long black hair fall down.

Gu Zhengzhong's cold fingers ran through his hair and touched his scalp, An Yinong shuddered, his voice trembling: "Don't, don't touch."

Gu Zhengzhong's fingers paused, and he combed his hair instead: "Go to sleep."

With his hair combed, An Yinong was also dizzy. Suddenly, his body lightened, and he was picked up and gently placed on the bed covered with a thick quilt.After that, he unbuttoned his coat and took off his shoes and socks.

He sank into the soft bed, stretched out his hand, and brought Gu Zhengzhong who was about to leave, pulled him onto the bed, and kindly spread out half of the quilt, and closed his eyes: "Sleep."

Quickly and slowly, thousands of captives worked together to drive out the wasteland before the snow fell.Looking at this large piece of new cultivated land, An Yinong folded his hands and smiled like a cat with a fat fish in its mouth.

"Go back and divide the land."

With a wave of his hand, the poor people who waited for a long time beside him howled happily.

The yamen servants beat gongs and drums to each village to inform: the reclaimed wasteland can be registered for distribution.

These wastelands are not free, but are sold to families with no land or very little land (less than five mu) at half the market price of the lower-grade land, and the cost is settled in three years.At the same time, they are also given freshly planted agricultural tools and high-quality seeds, and the expenses are also settled in three years.

In the past, the people in Dingsha County would still have doubts, wondering if this was a scam, but before they really bought the land from the government at a very low price, so when they said that the land was sold at half price this time, the people in Dingsha County went crazy up.

The newly developed land is barren, but it is only half of the market price. Isn't buying it the same as grabbing it?

The gate of the county government was completely surrounded, and they were afraid that they would not be able to grab it, so they wished they could line up outside the gate overnight.

It's a pity that each of them can only grab three acres of land at most (only adults and men and women have quotas), and they must be from families that are really difficult and cannot live happily.

Some people wanted to fish in troubled waters, but these people were caught out after just walking around in front of the county magistrate.

"Our county magistrate seems to have eyes behind his back, and no one can hide it from him." People with petty ideas have a close relationship - those who were caught were forced to repair roads for three days as punishment.

When the heavy snow covered the loess and the people stayed at home behind closed doors, the land that had been opened had already been divided.Because of the magistrate's black box operation, these lands are in the hands of those who need them most.

In Dingsha County, the number of people who have no land at all is as low as [-]%.

In the spring of the coming year, they can sow seeds on their own land and use their labor to earn food rations and living expenses.

"There is no need to give New Year gifts to the Jin family this year, and the children in the family can eat two more pieces of meat."

"It's better to save money and buy more lambs and hens. Our family has six acres of land." A young couple walked through the back door of the county government with their children in their arms. Filled with a happy smile.

Across the wall, in the backyard of the county government, there were also people preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.

"It's thirty in a flash." An Yinong, wearing a red cloak, stood in the yard watching the snow.

With these two land distributions and the three-year payment allowed, An Yinong's status in the hearts of ordinary people in Dingsha County soared to that of a 'parent official'.

Last year when he went out like a thief, everyone looked at him with defensive eyes, and when he went out at this time, it would be "our magistrate", very affectionate.

But they were so enthusiastic that An Yinong didn't dare to go out: Come out on New Year's Eve to have fun with the people?Forget it.

In the kitchen, Gatekeeper Wei and Guard Tian were busy. They volunteered and said they could cook, so they were responsible for preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.Uncle Zhong went to sweep the snow outside the door.

This year's snow is exceptionally heavy, but because every household has reinforced their houses and collected enough firewood, life is relatively easy.

Everyone in the county government got fifteen days off. From New Year's Eve to Lantern Festival, An Yinong gave each of them New Year's gifts—a bag of flour, a piece of frozen fish, and a large piece of mutton. There is nothing else.

Even so, they were flattered. Since ancient times, subordinates have given gifts to their superiors. This is the first time they have received an annual gift from the county magistrate.

Living people have this treatment, and so do ghosts.

An Yinong burned a new set of clothes and a bag of money for each kid, and also burned a lot of delicious and fun things for them.So at this moment, there is no ghost in the county government office, and they all ran to play.

I don't know how the little ghosts play.

"I'll build a snowman." An Yinong was afraid of the cold, he didn't want to go down at first, but the snow... so much snow, wouldn't it be a waste not to build a snowman?

Southerners simply cannot resist building a snowman!

Gu Zhengzhong watched with a smile as the fire-like color rolled around on the snow - because he was afraid of the cold, An Yinong was dressed very thickly, like a bear boy.

By the time Wei Menfang and Tian Guard came out of the kitchen in disgrace, their yard had already been filled with snowmen of all sizes.

The big one is as tall as a person, and the small one is only the size of a palm. The two little ones cuddle together and are placed on a tray, as if they were specially brought here to show someone.

"Huh? Such a small snowman?" Wei Gatefang picked up one of the delicate and pocket-sized little snowmen, and with a click, the round belly under it fell apart.

On the side, he was smiling and admiring An Yinong's 'wholeheartedness', and thinking about Gu Zhengzhong who had been preserved forever: ...

"Cough." An Yinong stretched out his hand to hold Gu Zhengzhong's hand, it was as cold as snow, "Why did you come out?"

After saying this, the expressions of Wei Menfang and Tian Weiwei suddenly became awkward, Wei Menfang touched his nose: "The craft is rusty."

Smelling the faint burnt smell in the air, An Yinong realized: "Let's eat the Paxia offering."

The so-called dial Xiagong refers to hot pot.Eating hot pot and admiring the snow in winter is convenient and lively, especially suitable for these big men.

It just so happens that his family has mutton, beef, chicken and fish, and there are fewer vegetables, only cabbage and white radish, and tofu.

An Yi used agricultural beef and beef bones to cook the soup base, and the two masters competed to cut mutton rolls and fish fillets, and then pounded the chicken into mud to make chicken balls.

In fact, his cooking skills are not particularly good, but at least the cooking is still like that: "The main reason is that the beef is good. If such a good beef cannot be applied for beef cattle, it will be a waste of such a good taste."

When the beef soup was ready, An Yinong happily picked up several pieces of the best beef, put them on a celadon dish, covered it with a bowl, and turned to the room.

In the room, Gu Zhengzhong was painting the nine-nine-nine-nine-nine cold-dispelling picture, and the pen stained with cinnabar paint was lightly tapped on the plum blossoms outlined in black lines.

An Yinong opened the bowl, and the strong smell of beef wafted out: "I just made it, sir, do you want to try it?"

Obviously ghosts don't need to eat, but An Yinong often forgets that there is something particularly delicious, or something he made himself, and he wants Gu Zhengzhong to taste it.

What a principled person (ghost) Gu Zhengzhong used to be, he would never eat in the bedroom, but now he took it for granted.

"Next time I will ask someone to make a small mandarin duck pot, just the two of us will eat." An Yinong said.

"What is a small mandarin duck hot pot?" There is no such thing as a mandarin duck hot pot these days, so Gu Zhengzhong has this question.

An Yinong narrowed his eyes and smiled, he was half a head shorter than Gu Zhengzhong, at this moment he tiptoed and kissed him: "It's just a small pot for lovers to eat."

Gu Zhengzhong felt a little embarrassed.

An Yinong brought three small pieces of beef in, but after lingering in the room for a long time before coming out, his lips were a little red, his cheeks were a little red, and he was still panting.

He deeply reflected on himself: "Recently, I have been slack and haven't exercised well. I won't do it next time."

The system looked at his expression of "It's embarrassing to be kissed by his wife so weak", and suddenly felt that something was wrong: Is the host's positioning of himself a little... inaccurate?

After the chicken balls were cooked, their dinner officially began.

The small square table was moved to the eaves of the backyard, served in a copper pot with hot charcoal in the middle, and stewed beef soup around the outside.A few plates of fish fillets, mutton rolls, chicken balls, tofu, cabbage, and white radish were placed around the copper pot.

Each of them held a small bowl in their hands, in which seasonings, spices, soy sauce, vinegar, and sesame oil had been poured.

There was no need to greet or be polite, a few people sat down on the side of the square table with bowls, took some ingredients to rinse, and then dipped them in the seasoning plate.

The rinsed ingredients are dipped into the seasoning plate and sent to the mouth, and the burst of deliciousness is simply irresistible.All four of them instantly fell in love with this way of eating with seasoning dishes.

An Yinong likes to eat fish slices the most, Uncle Zhong likes to eat tofu, Wei Menfang and Tian's guards are all eyeing the mutton rolls, the chopsticks in their hands directly turned into another kind of sword, and the two of them came and went with the meat slices, The masters on the scene played tricks.

"Don't grab the meat, how about some sorghum wine?" Uncle Zhong took out a bottle of local sorghum-brewed wine, and as soon as he pulled out the cork, the rich aroma of the wine wafted out, and the smell was very strong. down action.

"It's delicious. This is wine." Wei Menfang and Tian Weiwei each poured a glass.

An Yinong also poured a cup, and he dipped some of it with his chopsticks, hissing, it was really spicy.Take another sip, hiss, the fire wire goes through the throat, and the body warms up after the burn.

"It's delicious." A blush appeared on his fair face, "One more drink."

There are few ingredients, and the things are very simple, but it is steaming hot, coupled with a yard of strange snowmen, and red lanterns hanging in the yard, it is also lively and lively.

Gu Zhengzhong stood by the pillar all the time, smiling and guarding the drunk cat who lowered his head and concentrated on drinking and eating fish fillets.