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Chapter 568: Prodigal Son Fengzhen (1)

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"The government hall is flooded... It's raining too hard."

Yang Si knotted the hem of his clothes, revealing his two bare calves soaked in the stagnant water.

He moved the bamboo slips to the cabinet and moved them for a long time. He was so tired that he was out of breath, and his waist couldn't straighten up.

Wei Ci sat on the two stacks of desks and looked at him with a smile, "Jingrong, Jingrong, you eat, drink, drink and work all day, but now you're suffering? Look how many bamboo slips you've moved, and you're so tired. I can't even straighten my waist, that's not going to work."

Yang Si was so tired that his forehead was sweating, but Wei Ci was still talking sarcastic words, so he couldn't help but glared at him.

"Don't be arrogant, you fox. When this matter is over, I must go far away and never see you black-hearted fox again."

Yang Si and Shutong were panting to move the bamboo slips, and Wei Ci sat on the table to avoid the water. What kind of shit is this

Wei Ci was weak, so if he was asked to do these coolies, he might just throw himself into the water.

Wei Ci raised her sleeves to cover her lips, and said with a smile, "If you can get away, talk about it again."

After getting on His Majesty's pirate ship, I still want to go on, how can there be such a beautiful thing in the world

Yang Si's anger suddenly came up, and he didn't know how many times he regretted coming to Cheng'an County.

Knowing this earlier, it would be better to stay under the tent of King Changshou.

I sold myself to Jiang Pengji for a few meals. This week, it's not worth it.

"You fox, if you don't restrain yourself, be careful that others are too scared to come over."

Yang Si knew that Wei Ci had sent letters to many friends, intending to attract people.

But this is a pit, you can't get out if you jump in.

Wei Ci blinked and said innocently, "Is that so, Jing Rong doesn't need to worry, count the time, maybe the fat fish has already taken the bait."

Yang Si was silent for a while, and asked, "You mean fat fish?"

Co-author Wei Ci's friends, in his eyes, are fat fish that can be tricked

Wei Zixiao, won't your conscience hurt

Sadly, he seems to be one of the "fat fish" in Wei Ci's eyes.

If he hadn't thrown himself into the trap, he might have received a solicitation letter from Wei Ci.

Thinking about that scene, Yang Si felt that his mentality was about to collapse, and he could not wait to throw Wei Ci into the water.

"You dead fox, see if I won't kill you today - act for the heavens!"

Yang Si rolled up his sleeves and pretended to fight Wei Cijue to the death.

Watching the two gentlemen bicker and gossip, the book boy on the side was extremely tired.

Speaking of hard work, my husband is only helping out, and the heaviest work still falls on him.

The drainage pipes in Cheng'an County have not yet been laid. The previous drainage ditch was broken and old. After two days of heavy rain, the entire city became a vast ocean. Fortunately, the draft was not deep. Yang Si took the people to drain the water urgently. The stagnant water has been basically drained.

The situation in the other two counties is worse than that in Cheng'an County, but compared with the past, the situation has improved a lot.

This torrential rain relieved the drought in the north. The dry and cracked farmland was soaked in a layer of water, and the dry and hard mud turned into soft silt.

Yang Si and the others started busy, keeping an eye on the construction of the houses in the city and the firing of the hollow tubes. After the fire was done, they had to lead people to dig the ditches, drain the water out of the ground, and bake them to dry. , and then bury the hollow tube in...

Because Cheng'an County is an experimental county for cultivating farmland this year, the number of uncultivated fields is huge, and the people still have to work day and night.

In addition to these trivial matters, the resettlement of refugees, the distribution of barren fields, the household registration of personnel, the assistance of porridge sheds... all the trivial matters have to be handled.

I really hate that the old lady didn't give more hands when she was born!

Yang Si has been so busy these days that his eye sockets are sunken, the bags under his eyes are blue and black, and his eyes are bloodshot. Even if the Government Affairs Office has specially appointed him a private chef, he will not be happy... Because Nima is so tired that he doesn't even have time to eat. , isn't this a pit!

Yang Si tremblingly said, "I'm going to write a letter and tell them... This is a pit, don't fall into the trap... "

The strategist who used to be calm and self-controlled, is now aggrieved like a child.

Wei Ci smiled and said, "That's not right. The more people there are, the less affairs can be shared."

If no one comes over, are you still too tired

Yang Si's face was lifeless, "The most regretful thing in this life is knowing you. If you have a next life, remember to get away!"

Wei Ci smiled lightly and said mischievously, "It's useless for Ci to roll away, the point is to avoid the lord."

Thinking about the last life, in order not to drag Yang Si down, the two had little private contact, and Yang Si did less work

Still so tired that I want to strike every day.

His Majesty has a big heart and has too many things to do. That posture can't wait to finish thousands of years of things in a few decades.

His Majesty is busy day and night, which officials under his command have to keep up with it

If you want to be free in your next life, you must first open your eyes to see where His Majesty is and avoid her, so that you can be free.

Yang Si was so choked that he could hardly breathe.

After a while, he muttered, "Who do you think that fatty fish is, I know him?"

Everyone's circle of friends is different, Wei Ci's friends may not be Yang Si's friends.

Wei Ci said, "You may have heard of this person. His name is Fengzhen, his name is Zishi, and he is from Anshan County, Zhangzhou."

Zhangzhou Anshan County

Isn't that the fief of King Changshou

According to the image of "King Xian" played by King Changshou before, there is no reason to let talents slip away from him.

"Anshan County, Zhangzhou, that place is far from here. It takes more than half a year for your letters to come and go, why did you reply so quickly?" Yang Si frowned, "I have heard of this Fengzishi. , the character is not very good."

The point is, this Feng Zhen also seems to be a sick child.

Unlike Wei Ci's frailty, which is acquired, Fengzhen's frailty was brought out of his mother's womb.

The two sick seedlings get together, is this going to kill him Yang Si

Wei Ci said, "Zishi has a free and easy nature, and always likes to say, 'It's time to be happy, why can't you stay here'. Yu Xin, getting older is much better."

Yang Si raised his eyebrows. It seemed that Wei Ci used to be a bit of a bully and was depressed all day. Does he have the face to say such a thing

"Listening to you, I'm a little interested."

Wei Ci was silent for a while, then glanced at Yang Si pitifully.

This kind of "interest" is not worth it.

If it wasn't for Fengzhen's ability, and Wei Ci couldn't write letters to those friends in Zhongzhao, he really didn't want to recruit Fengzhen.

One His Majesty is hard enough to serve, and another Fengzhen is really going to be a mess these days.

Fengzhen, it sounds good, his temperament is free and easy, but it sounds bad, that is sloppy!

The Fengzhen Wei Ci knew in his last life, one word is enough to describe his life - Lang!

Because the doctor always said that Feng Zhen was weak and his life was not long, Feng Zhen felt that life was short and he couldn’t have fun if he didn’t enjoy it in time, so this person tried to die in various ways, eating Han Shi San as food, and sleeping every night with Hua Su Liu. Drinking and drinking to the point of unconsciousness, proficient in eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling, thinking about how to kill yourself all day long, how to kill yourself and how to get here, greatly damaged the atmosphere of His Majesty's group.

The results of it

In the last life, Wei Ci knelt down, and Feng Zhen was still alive and kicking!

Heck life doesn't last long!