"Your news is really bad. Xiangyang County is a land of bliss. I heard that the merchants who went there to do business have returned, and many people want to move their families there. I heard that the land over there is neat and tidy. Rainy days are also clean, and the house is like a heavenly palace…”
The man used poor language to describe, and what he said was also heard from the merchants.
When Fengyi County was still in the hands of the Tsing Yi Army, merchants dared to go to Xiangyang County to do business, which in itself explained a lot of problems.
"...You say, what was the original state of Xiangyang County? It's not much better than ours. It was put into the hands of the Liuxi County Chancellor, and it changed its appearance in more than half a year. Now Cheng'an County, Maolin County, and Jiaoping County are all After being taken by him, these three poor places may become as good as Xiangyang County, tell me... if I go there, I may get such a good opportunity."
The man danced and said, and finally sighed, "It's a pity that the mother-in-law and the mother don't allow it, otherwise they will make trouble with me."
There was a lot of discussion, and they were very curious about the Xiangyang County in this population, and most people didn't believe it.
When the book boy heard it, he asked Mr. Counselor in a low voice in surprise, "This Liu Xi... Isn't he a county magistrate?"
A county magistrate, mobilizing troops to attack three nearby counties
Don't say it's for the purpose of recovering Dongqing's lost land and saving the people from water and fire. Who would believe this nonsense.
The Xiaoxiao County Chief has the ability and strength to recover the three counties, and even listening to what he said, they also included the three counties in their pockets...
"Ambitious and courageous." Mr. Counselor took a sip of tea, "He's an interesting person."
I've heard of Liu She, but Liu Xi... I really haven't heard of it.
"Do you want to take a look, sir?" the book boy asked.
The gentleman glanced at the book boy with a funny look, and said, "Didn't you say you were going to Zhaiyang County before?"
While the master and servant were talking, he heard the popular voice saying in a panic, "...What I said is true, those are all from the time when the merchants were doing business. Who dared to go to Cheng'an County to do business before, not all of them now. Go, make a lot of money one by one... The person in charge, it is said that the name is Wei Ci or Wei Ci, she is a big beauty, and she is a good businessman... "
The book boy widened his eyes in astonishment, "Mr. Zixiao?"
"Not necessarily, maybe the same name or this person is wrong... Zixiao's temperament doesn't seem to have entered the game so quickly."
The situation in the world is still chaotic now. With Wei Ci's complicated mind, he will most likely choose to wait and see for a while, waiting for the real dragon.
The book boy pursed his lips and said, "Didn't that person say she is a great beauty?"
Mr. Adviser laughed dumbly, "I have taught you several times, but if you don't listen, Zixiao hates people talking about his appearance the most."
The book boy raised his hand and rubbed the baby's fat face. His appearance was mediocre.
"I don't want to talk about how beautiful I am, and I won't talk about it when I'm young." Shutong said with a smile.
After a while, they listened carefully to what the man said, and the more they listened, the more they felt that the chief of Cheng'an County was Wei Ci.
The book boy said blankly, "Maybe... it's really Mr. Zixiao?"
Mr. Counselor said uncertainly, "Maybe."
The book boy asked, "Sir, why don't we go to Cheng'an County to find Mr. Zixiao?"
The gentleman was rather helpless, "You, you say that wind is rain. Since everyone has come to the border of Zhaiyang County, it's only a day's work, so it's a worthwhile trip to see this Huang Song first. If you're not satisfied, Let's go to Cheng'an County to find Zixiao."
The master and servant drank tea and set off back to the carriage.
The weather is still cold now, and the people are still wearing heavy clothes. After the spring ploughing, there is a slack for a while, and there are not many people on both sides of the street. However, the closer it is to Zhaiyang County, the more popular it is, and it looks a bit like a farmhouse.
"This Zhaiyang County is peaceful. It seems that Huang He has some skills."
The book boy drove the carriage, and the wheel of the carriage rolled slowly.
Mr. Counselor clicked his tongue and made no comment.
The master and servant searched for a clean place, and found that there were tea shops and restaurants open on both sides of the street, and there was a little blush on the faces of the people passing by. It was obvious that the day was going well, and the book boy had a good impression of Huang Song. Grow upwards.
Mr. Adviser's ears were filled with the chatter of his book boy, saying that this place is good, that place is good, Huang Song seems to be a good person and so on...
"You're noisy." He said calmly.
The book boy replied, "If the little one doesn't speak, the teacher will definitely say that the surroundings are too clean."
Master and servant pit each other daily (1/1), complete.
I'm tired, where did the prudent and obedient little book boy go
Mr. Adviser found a place in the tea shop, asked Cha Xiaoer some questions, and then ordered a pot of ordinary tea.
"Don't you think Zhaiyang County is good, sir?"
The book boy stretched out his neck and looked out the window. Since they entered the city, the sight they saw was very good. There were even children playing in the street.
"Good."
Just not good enough.
"Do you want to live here, sir?"
"Let's meet that Huang Song first, and then make a conclusion."
Mr. Counselor frowned, and information about Huang Song flashed in his heart.
Because Huang Song and Feng Jue caused a lot of trouble to King Changshou, King Changshou had focused on checking the identity and background of these two people.
Huang Song is the grandson of Huang Tan, the permanent servant of the middle school. After being an eunuch, his background is a problem... But he himself is not much better, and he is naturally not picky about his background... As for his ability, the Zhaiyang County in front of him is the best proof.
However, he had to focus on the person's attitude.
You know, but he made a plan to let King Changshou frame Huang Song.
Can Huang Song not hold grudges and resist
He didn't want to be put on small shoes.
"How?" The book boy asked.
"I handed me a greeting card, and I said that the people from Jiangding County, Chenzhou, and Yang Siqiu would see you."
The book boy snorted and said, "Sir, we will send a greeting card directly, and people may not be willing to see it."
Yang Si said with a smile, "If Huang Song doesn't even know who has been smothered by him, this side doesn't need to be seen."
If Huang Song checked him, he would naturally know who Yang Si was.
No matter if he is furious or something else, we should meet.
The book boy nodded in response, and neatly wrote a greeting.
The concierge saw that the book boy was dressed in tatters, and he didn't know how many patches had been made on his clothes, and he felt contemptuous in his heart.
He took the post angrily, and the concierge didn't read the contents, and took it directly into the mansion.
Instead of putting the post at the top, he squeezed it to the bottom, and the posts on the top belonged to important people.
After three days of waiting, there is still no news.
Yang Si asked Shutong to describe the situation of that day in detail, and Shutong said aggrievedly.
"Wearing a patched Baijiayi, how can people pay attention to you? I'm afraid this post won't get to that person's desk... That's all, if you don't meet, you won't meet. Pack up, we'll set off to find Zixiao That man still owes your husband several kangaroos of money, and he hasn't paid it back for several years. This time, he will definitely get it back..." Yang Si didn't have any nostalgia for it, so he asked the book boy to pack up and leave.
The book boy dismantled the platform, "Then where did Mr. Zixiao owe you, it's clearly your benefit, from a single bun to several bucks..."
Yang Si turned his head and reprimanded, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."
After the master and servant had been on the road for half a day, Feng Jue, who was already insanely busy, inadvertently flipped through the pile of pilgrimages on Huang Song's desk.
"Chenzhou... Jiangding County... Yang Si?"