The eldest grandson of the Red Chamber

Xianping County is flat and far away from the state capital.Traffic and commerce are blocked, and most of the people work in agriculture for a living.

The small county is not busy with county affairs, so Mingxu took over directly after the government office was settled. Mingxu only found out that Mr. Liu, the county magistrate, is actually a local at the reception banquet set up by the county government team. According to him, it was in his early years. Juren, with qualifications, plus it is a small town, the investigation is not rigorous.He even became the county magistrate.

From the current point of view, they are all considered peaceful and leisurely. It is worth mentioning that the government office is too dilapidated and shabby. Ming Xu looked carefully at the eaves and felt that there should be leaks in rainy days, but he also knew that the official residence cannot be repaired casually, so he settled down for the first time. One thing turned out to be repairing the roof.

Xianping is about a thousand miles away from Shengjing, and there is not much difference in climate. Mingxu and his party have a very short adaptation period, and they start to hand over things while they are settling.After one month, Mingxu has read the files of major events in the county, and has a general understanding of the folk customs. Generally speaking, they are poor and simple. Although there is no such thing as "troublesome people come out of poor mountains and rivers", there are also villains and hooligans. There were also a few incidents, and Mingxu noticed that the most recent incident happened in a government school. When he went to see the academic performance in the county, it was indeed desolate.

The official office is in the main hall.

"Bai Lu, where's the uncle?" Daiyu closed the account book in her hand and asked.They are newcomers, they have to read everything, and they have a rough idea in mind, so as not to be fooled or made a joke. The account books are sorted out by Daiyu. After leaving the capital, there are not so many rules. For the county lady, you have to look at the account books and taxes. The county clerk didn't say anything about the details, and handed them over in a hurry.

As for Bai Lu, she was Daiyu's original second-class maid. After Zijuan and Xueyan retreated, Bailu and Ningzhu stepped up. This time, Daiyu brought the two of them, and the rest came here. Xianping bought another one.

"Uncle took Mr. Liu to the countryside to measure the soil." Bai Lu was a lively person, and she didn't forget to add: "I heard Hua Fan and the others say that the soil in Hampyeong is mostly sand and silt, and it doesn't condense. Food." Without food, they sold their sons and daughters just to survive.

Daiyu frowned, and before she could say anything, Ningzhu came in through the door, holding a post in her hands: "Grandma, Mrs. Zhang's family member, and Mrs. Liu's family member jointly set up a flower viewing feast, and said that grandma should show her appreciation."

These two surnames are no strangers, they are well-known squires in Xianping. It is said that after the official landed, the first thing to deal with is the relationship with the local forces. People think deeply about it.

Daiyu touched the post sprinkled with gold powder and fragrant dew without saying a word, thought for a while, and finally said: "Ningzhu write a reply for me, and said that she will visit on time in three days."

"Yes."

Here, Mingxu is standing in the farmland in plain clothes, the wheat on his calf is slightly curled up due to lack of water, and the long leaves are a bit irritating. "Old man, how long has it been since it rained here?"

The stooped old farmer beside him put down the old smoking pipe in his hand, and said slowly: "God doesn't give me food, and I haven't seen a drop of rain in two months."

It is an obvious fact that Xianping is dry and has little rain. The people here grow winter wheat. According to them, there is little rain in spring, but it is even worse in summer and autumn. There is nothing to harvest.

Mingxu looked at the ground with a layer of sand floating under his feet and frowned and said nothing.

"My lord, do you want to go to the Wohe River to have a look?" Master Liu was not surprised, and thoughtfully asked Ming Xu what he meant. Since this young man came out of the county government, he must have a look.

"Master, please lead the way."

"Our Guohe River comes from the Yellow River, and here we have severe erosion and silting, and the river is full of sand." When we arrived at the farmland on both sides of the Guohe River, the master reported the soil data one by one.At the end, I still sighed: "It is not easy for the people here, and they have been poor for generations."

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In the evening, after dinner, the husband and wife sat on the bed and chatted.

"The two families of Zhang and Liu sent a post, saying that they are hosting a banquet to enjoy the flowers." Daiyu said with a light smile, "I just came today, it seems that I want to give you a young man's authority."

"Since you think I'm a hairless kid." Ming Xu also laughed: "Grandma just acts like a young and frenzied boy, it's up to you whether to accept the trick or not."

"You are embarrassing me. When have I acted like an idiot?" Daiyu scolded him.But Mingxu looked at the bed curtain with empty eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

So Daiyu didn't urge him, and waited for him to come back to himself.

"I remember that some of the books my father-in-law gave me are from farmers." Ming Xu said suddenly: "I speculated about the feasibility when I was young, but now I don't know the details." All body sighed: "Sure enough, I am old."

"Chengjing wants to develop farm tools?" Daiyu thought of him going to the countryside to look at the fields today, is this bad?The farming regulations of the pre-Qin farmers are no longer applicable to the present. Since I am looking for books, I am probably observing and improving farm tools.

"I saw the plows and waterwheels here today. They are too heavy and inefficient. Many doors are simply abandoned. Thinking of the books I read in the library when I was young, maybe I can ask an experienced old man to draw according to the description. I came up with the blueprints, and I happen to be good at physics, so I might be able to make real things according to the ideas of the sages." Mingxu said his somewhat whimsical ideas.

"In this way, people will go to the south of the Yangtze River to look for books. You tell them the name or the place where they are placed, and ask someone to bring them here." Daiyu didn't feel that this method was not feasible, so she didn't try it.

And Mingxu is not surprised at all, his Yu'er has never been a person standing on a tall building in the sky. As early as in the long past life, one can get a glimpse of it from her poems. country.

"It's not a trivial matter to get a virtuous wife. The old man will never deceive me." Mingxu held Daiyu in his arms, feeling the warm current in his heart, and said softly: "Yu'er, I am really lucky to have you in this life."

Being attracted to someone doesn’t have to come from how beautiful she is, or how much friendship and devotion to you is overdue. Maybe it’s just that when you said a whimsical idea, you didn’t ridicule your naivety and ignorance, and seriously agreed with you. wonderful.Maybe if you just turn over, you can see her smiling at you.

And you are so good, the heartbeat is so sudden and repeated.

When the books and inspirations arrive, the trivial disputes need to be mediated by Master Qingtian. Only then did one end a bloody incident because of a daughter Xu's two family beatings, and another quarrel over planting trees on the ground.While Mingxu was deeply moved, he gradually integrated into the small town of Xianping.

"It is said that when Confucius moved, he was full of books. I think my Yu'er is no worse than that." Ming Xu, who had been running in the countryside for a day and digging canals, came home and saw his wife scribbling under the lamp.

"Since you want to donate to the government school, how can these be enough?" Daiyu ignored his teasing and replied without raising her head.

"Yu'er is too worried. Most of the official schools set up in the county are students under the age of 12, and those above are under the jurisdiction of the state capital. Therefore, it doesn't have to be superior in type, and the Confucian classics and history books are compulsory." Ming Xu I went to a government school a few days ago, and it was a bit miserable. The number of students was not bad. Although Xianping was poor, there were still a lot of scholar graduates, so I was still very motivated to study. However, the school was dilapidated and books were scarce. The important thing is that there are no teachers who can make a move.Hardware facilities can also allocate money and donate books, but teachers are hard to find.

"Now I'm asking around to find out if there are any gentlemen nearby, but it's really not a place of beauty. Except for the returnees who have fallen leaves and returned to their roots, they can't keep people." Ming Xu sighed. Education is a century-old plan. Fix things at hand.

"Release the news about the master, maybe someone will come to find it, this kind of thing is the most urgent thing." Daiyu finally stopped writing to comfort him, the news of the world is blocked, and it will take some time for those who are a little further away to know that Xianping is not good. Master, scholars who need this job will naturally have to spend some time looking for it.

Mingxu also knew this truth, but he just found an excuse to talk to Daiyu.Not long after they came to Xianping, the start was a bit difficult, and Daiyu was also busy and worrying.

"I heard from them that Master Zheng Bo of Qi County came to see him, but it was for the purpose of opening the canal?" Seeing him staring at her in a daze, Daiyu asked proactively.

"Qi County is adjacent to my Xianping. If we want to divert water from the Wohe River, it will be affected. He came to discuss the division of canal water with me." Mingxu didn't hide anything, and explained the matter in a little more detail.

"There are few rivers in Xianping, but Lin County has to fight for one or two." Daiyu frowned.

"It doesn't just flow through our place, but we have to discuss it. Mr. Wang next door is considered lenient." Ming Xu rubbed the frown between his wife's brows, not paying attention.

"Isn't Member Liu going to donate money to pave the way? I'll go talk about it. I'm thick-skinned. Yu'er doesn't ask Mrs. Liu first, and concentrates on preparing books." After all, sympathizing with her hard work, Mingxu finalized the next arrangement.

"Okay." Daiyu smiled, he and Mingxu were connected with each other, and could understand the emotions in her husband's eyes, so she naturally knew the best answer.

The busy time is like fine sand in the palm, and it is lost quickly.When he received the New Year gift from Jingzhong, Mingxu suddenly realized that he had been in Xianping for a year, and the various busy affairs that he had just arrived at the beginning were gradually on the right track, and they were carried out in an orderly manner according to the plan, and Mingxu gradually found some free time. Correct the corners and corners of the county government bit by bit, propose detailed regulations under the laws and regulations, and make trivial chores and disputes out of a charter to run as much as possible.

In the eyes of the county magistrate Liu Zhiwu, the young master's administrative style is bold and innovative, perhaps because of the young people, even a little ignorant and fearless, but fortunately, he has the ability and means to match him, and Xianping has not left much behind. There are traces of people, so although there are inevitably some turmoil, it can be said that everything is going smoothly.

Looking at the changes that have taken place in Xianping this year and the possible future construction, Liu Zhiwu undoubtedly admires and is grateful for this young county magistrate. He has even considered that this young man with extraordinary temperament and ability will leave at the end of his three-year term. Successors sit back and enjoy the fruits of resentment.

If Mingxu knew what his master thought, he would probably smile. What he, the county magistrate, is considered to be popular, is undoubtedly a happy thing.

After a busy year, receiving annual presents from family and friends seemed like a reward to Mingxu and Daiyu. They each wrote letters and sent them back with the presents, and happily arranged the first one outside. Spring Festival is coming.It is a novel experience for two people to celebrate the new year together. Compared with previous years, there are a lot fewer people, but it is more warm and close to each other.

After talking and playing around on New Year's Eve, Mingxu and Daiyu served as hosts, and hosted a banquet for their colleagues and subordinates on the second day.

At the dinner table, Daiyu sat behind Mingxu and looked at him. She felt that under the lights, the halo on Mingxu's body was a bit dazzling. There is no one like Ming Xu, and the father who has the most similar experience in my impression is also completely different.

Outside of official business, Mingxu has always been reticent in public places, occasionally nodding with a chuckle, only leaning on the back of the chair in the spirit of drinking after frequently pushing glasses to change, a little lazily tapping the rhythm with the chopsticks to the sound of the piano, It was only then that the insanity of the children of the aristocratic family under the cover of the young county magistrate was revealed.

Perhaps the most tempering thing is to hold one side alone. Although Xianping is small, it is the beginning of Mingxu, and his state is already different from that of Jingzhong.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, the banquet was over, and they were not far from the government office, so the two simply walked back.

"At the banquet just now, Master Liu said that there is a wonton stall on Xisi Old Street. Feeling drunk: "It's been a year since I said it, and I haven't wandered around this Xianping alley with Yu'er yet."

"Okay." Daiyu gathered her clothes and said with a smile: "When I was in Beijing earlier, I knew that you preferred these snacks in the alleys. I wondered that you didn't mention it until now. You have been holding back."

"How early?" Mingxu said casually.

Daiyu blinked and said with a smile, "About Shangyuan?"

Mingxu turned around and grabbed Daiyu's slightly cool hand, suddenly stopped to look at her carefully, Daiyu didn't understand, she turned her head slightly questioningly, as if asking what's wrong.

Mingxu smiled lightly, with the stars in the sky reflected in his eyes, he looked at her clearly, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing, the days are long, and the moonlight is beautiful every day."

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The author has something to say:

After that, there were ups and downs, and the ups and downs went to the boss.The story of the Red Mansion is over, but the story of Ming Xu and Dai Yu is still going on, and eventually they will grow from the protagonists of one story to supporting characters with countless wonderful experiences when they appear in other youth stories, just like their grandfather Ming Xie.

How should I put it, from the beginning of writing to the present, this article has become more and more disintegrated. Both the original characters and the original characters have completely collapsed. The original ideas of many characters have not been written. The story line is monotonous and rough, and the rhythm is slow.There are really thousands of pictures in my mind, the pen is barren and speechless, and there is a three-month break in the middle, it's hard for all the cuties to still be there (bow).Sincerely thank you all, it is your support that I have written until now, although it is really full of loopholes and nonsense. . .

Along the way, thank you (bow again).

Hey, the stupid author is fully aware of his mistakes, and will definitely work harder in the future.

I love you (bixin)