The poisoned person caught it. Zhang Wang and Zhang’s father came to take a look and then went back to rest. The housekeeper Zhang dealt with the rest. Liu Er watched the excitement and gave out two ideas. One was to treat the arrest well. The two people who live here will keep a key time to be a witness, and the other is to send someone over there to take the youngest member's family.
The second idea Zhang Guanjia adopted, let the seedling guards pass, and treat them two well, tie them up and throw them in the wood shed. At least better than their two eldest brothers, I don’t know that the eldest brother will let the Yamen take away. What kind of treatment will there be later.
Seeing the seedling guards leaving, Steward Zhang didn’t worry about whether they could bring the people back. The other Zhuangzis were not as tight as the Zhang Wangs’ family. They told the guards in the inner courtyard: Luo Shui, tell the little boy what happened just now."
Huzi agreed, ran back to lead the horse, and took out a bag of water and two steamed buns from the wooden box at the door. This was specially prepared by Wang Juan and Zhang Xiaobao. The box not only contained food and drink, but also some simple medicines. And gadgets, which make it convenient to use in emergencies.
After being busy with this, Mr. Zhang couldn't fall asleep for a while, and similarly, those who got up were excited or angry, and couldn't fall asleep either.
Sitting in the side hall, Manager Zhang learned how Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan drink tea, made a pot of strong tea for himself, took a plate of snacks, and frowned to think about things.
Standing next to him was a small servant who was usually responsible for running errands and doing errands. Seeing that Mr. Zhang made tea and didn't drink, he didn't eat snacks, so he just sat down and yawned to remind him.
"Steward Zhang, the tea is going to be cold, do those two need to go to the trial? Ask some more things. When tomorrow morning, the master and madam will be happy."
"Wait for the little son and the little lady, as long as nothing happens here, then you can't just intervene, otherwise you will make a mistake and disrupt the little son's plan."
Butler Zhang warned the young man with his gaze. As long as he had a good view of Zhuangzi, no mistakes were made, that was the credit. The young man started things, laid out the long-term, and acted casually, which would make it difficult for the young man to handle it.
"The little one knows, don't say anything that shouldn't be said, Mr. Zhang, why do you need to dig two more rivers in Shuiyunjian? When branching out, the water flowing down is still just that."
The young man was taken aback and almost caused trouble to himself. The rule of the master is to take charge of his own line. If he manages the things he has to do well, he can learn what other people do and learn to recognize words, etc., but he can’t go casually. Regarding other people’s affairs, if you find that someone else is obviously doing something wrong, you can remind it, but you can’t see that someone has done something wrong, deliberately wait and then file a complaint.
If you want to strive for more benefits, let the master and madam take a high look. You have to weigh your own abilities. If you can’t do it, don’t move forward. If you want to use other people’s methods to raise yourself up, you must be the first one to get rid of it. It's you.
Therefore, the people in the master’s house are divided into stars and grades, but they can only take care of things and cannot bully others.
Steward Zhang was satisfied with Xiao Si’s reaction. He poured two cups of tea and motioned Xiao Si to sit and drink. Then he thought about it and said, “Buildings are to be built over there, roads are to be built here, and two rivers are to be dug. In order to divert the water away, there will be larger ponds there, just like small lakes."
"The building is still going to be repaired? Our main house is really rich, Mr. Zhang, will there be so many people coming to repair the building? The water and clouds are good now, or because some restaurants on the side of Xiao Luoshui are connected to each other, the road ahead of us is this year I have already repaired it, should I still repair it?"
The young man sat next to him excitedly. He had come in the side hall several times, but he had never sat there. Originally, the main house did not have a side hall, but only a main hall. Only after the master became an official did he change the layout and allow him to sit here. Sitting, it seemed that his identity was much higher, but he didn't quite understand what Mr. Zhang said.
"To repair, there are fewer people coming from the north, but there are still people from the south. The emperor and grandson have been arguing about our house. The little son has no choice but to bring him in with him. The emperor and grandson will naturally be willing to come here with the money. There will be many people who come to play.
The road is on the mountain. The mountain is now home to our home. You can walk on the mountain by then. You can walk back and forth in the restaurants here. The little lady has drawn the rough pictures. The building will be repaired by someone. The layout should be done in accordance with the picture. In the future, several restaurants will be connected together, and there will be a corridor-like place on it. "
Steward Zhang was talking slowly beside him, Xiao Si listened unblinkingly, his face full of yearning, filled the steward with water, and listened to the steward continuing to talk.
"Also here, we have six ponds connected together, built a corridor in the middle, built a canal, and planted flowers and plants on both sides, so that there is a lot of water vapor, and it will be foggy in the morning or at night."
"It's so beautiful, so what should I say?" Xiao Si imagined the scenery at that time, prepared to use a word to describe it, but couldn't figure it out, and was anxious.
"The little lady said, it will be the outer building of the Qingshan Tower outside the mountain by then, and some reeds will be planted, and planted in a piece of land under the restaurant, so that the boat can go back and forth in it, and the middle place is repaired with a stone. A small pavilion is built on the platform, and two corridors are connected to the restaurant one and the other here."
As Steward Zhang said, he also had the same look of yearning, and he could see it next year. It seemed that his Zhuangzi only lived with gods.
Xiao Si's eyes widened, and suddenly said, "I know, plant reeds, and there will be many people coming over to take the meaning of the Book of Songs. There are more women, cymbals and white dew as frost. The so-called Yiren is on the side of the water. Follow it backwards, and the road is long and hindered; swim backwards and follow it, just in the middle of the water."
"Hehe, you kid, it seems that you have learned something in ordinary times. Yes, that's what it means. The mountain is beside the water. Planting reeds is not just for this. The dung in the house must be retorted, and the firewood from the mountain is not enough. Sometimes they can be replaced by reeds, which can also be woven into mats.
Study hard. You will be infinitely useful if you learn the skills of the little boy and the little lady. The layout of the little boy and the little lady has never been so simple. There are other things that the little boy and the little lady don’t talk about. I also think If I don’t come out, I can only guess the roads and buildings. "
Steward Zhang heard Xiao Si's mouth actually say a cymbal, boasted, and sighed again.
The young man disturbed his head embarrassingly, he hehe smiled, "The people in the master's house are all learning, and the young ones don’t want to be left behind. The master will become bigger in the future, and the young ones will never be ashamed of the master when they go out. I will study hard and do things well. At that time, let those talented people see what it is like to be able to do miscellaneous tasks in Zhang's house."
The little boy got more excited as he spoke. He had already memorized a lot of things and knew a few hundred characters. He was taking the time to practice writing. Having said this, he calmed down a little and said:
"You are younger than the people outside and have a bit of confidence. If you are younger than the little prince and the little lady, you don’t dare to be younger, let alone learn 10%, as long as you can reach half of our two little ancestors, the younger one will be content. ."
When the little boy spoke, he didn't feel humble at all. He really didn't dare to compare the layout of the two little ancestors as far-reaching as the little son and the little lady.
When harvesting food and raising chickens last year, who would have thought it was because of the locust plague there? Frozen was the exchange of two official lords for the main house.
"Go to sleep, don't delay tomorrow's affairs." After speaking for a while, butler Zhang finally felt sleepy, and ordered the young man to get up and leave. The young man cleaned up the things on the table, and went with his dreams. Walk around, maybe there will be a good dream tonight.
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The wind is lingering, and the moon is half-bend. The Milky Way is adorned with stars, and the insects no longer sing, and it is just the night.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan hadn't fallen asleep yet. There was a letter in front of the two of them. It was sent from the house. It said clearly that there was no malice. They wanted to meet the person in charge.
"If there is no sign, who is it? Don't let people follow if there is no malicious intent. For us, tracking is malicious. There are always two eyes staring around, and no one will be happy if it is replaced."
Wang Juan observed the character of this man, and wanted to see the character of the writer.
"Then let Song Jinggong go to talk tomorrow morning. Take the two of us and see what's going on with this person? What you wrote was sent away by their people, but it was not delivered directly to the house. , But left by boat, and divided into two places. What do you see?"
Zhang Xiaobao rested his chin with his hand, and was thinking there too, not knowing which family, or a person sent by a larger official, or a more wealthy business.
"The pen is introverted, this person should be more stable in doing things, doing well in the big frame, it means that this person often arranges things and layouts for people, and the tone is slightly self-centered, so his status will not be low. In his mind, we two Zhuangzi are nothing."
Wang Juan looked and analyzed that she did this. She can write with both left and right hands. She knows several fonts. When writing, she can adjust her mood and prevent others from seeing any news in her fonts.
Zhang Xiaobao picked it up and took a look. He really didn’t know anything about the typefaces. He just felt that his writing was better than his own. He put down the letter and said, “I will meet him tomorrow and ask who is standing behind him. Who, there will always be someone who thinks that we two are cute, send someone to protect it?"
"Then go to bed early, meet someone tomorrow, go home for another day, make arrangements, and meet the new county magistrate."
Wang Juan tossed the letter on his hand, pulled the thin quilt away and lay in first. Zhang Xiaobao stayed for a few seconds, shaking his head, and then got in.
The next day, just after twilight, Hu Zi rushed here without waiting for Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan to get up to meet the people in the house.
"Damn Han Yongyao, it's not over, go, go over there, let Song Jingong take care of it here." Wang Juan said angrily.