This wooden house is so shabby that it makes you sad. The rain leaked down the roof, Xie Jingsheng stepped on the stool and mended a place, and said to him: "This house won't last for a few days, and it will be removed when the rain stops." He mended this place, but there is still a leak over there. When it was over, Xie Jingsheng jumped down, wiped the stool, and said, "Sit."
He Anchang sat down, Xie Jingsheng rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Eat something?"
"No trouble." He An was just a few inches out of breath, sitting on the dilapidated bench, dripping from the rain, cold and pitiful.
Xie Jingsheng turned around and shouted: "Give me a clean towel! Aunt Chen, put the food here." After the things were delivered, he sent everyone out. He gave the clean towel to He Anchang and said, "Wipe your hair."
He Anchang took it and watched him lift the blue cloth covering the basket. Inside was a plate of pickled vegetables and two steamed buns. Xie Jingsheng gave him his only chopsticks, pushed the pickled vegetables, and said: "It's tight here, there is nothing good, but this pickled vegetable is my favorite. I have a plate every day, it's considered Taste the wild flavors of the mountains."
He An often stared at the fine scratches on his fingers, and Cai Shu's chest was inexplicably blocked again. I took the chopsticks and ate them.
Aunt Chen shouted outside, "Thank you sir."
Xie Jingsheng hadn't had time to get the steamed buns, so he had to open the door and asked, "What's the matter, Auntie?"
Aunt Chen stuffed him with two steaming steamed buns, and said in a low voice, "Is this an adult from Kyoto? Hey, you see, we can't pick out any good stuff here, and we can't make people eat cold ones, right? These steamed buns were made by the daughters-in-law of Erli Village, we gave them all away, and you can save these two for others to taste." Then he muttered to himself: "Is it possible for grown-ups in Beijing to eat steamed buns? It's said in the playbooks People eat gold and jade soup."
"Thank you, auntie." Xie Jingsheng smiled with his bun in his mouth, "I'm also from Beijing, why haven't I tasted any gold and jade soup. Well, you can always thank the little daughters-in-law of Erli Village, just say me Xie Jingsheng took it." At the end, he said: "Go back quickly, it's raining."
After sending the person away, he immediately took a few steps to He Anchang, exposed the buns, raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "The buns made by the little daughter-in-law."
He Anchang snorted coldly and ignored him. Xie Jingsheng saw that he wanted to take cold steamed buns, so he quickly handed the buns over. He Anchang didn't pick it up this time, so he changed hands and snatched the cold steamed buns, saying, "I'll grab the food as soon as I come here." As he spoke, he simply handed the steamed buns to He Anchang's lips, and said, "Eat this, it's a reward."
He Anchang raised his eyes to stare at him, and just when Xie Jingsheng was about to tease him, he took a bite, revealing bean paste stuffing. The stuffing of this steamed bun was not so extraordinary, the skin was thick and greasy, and it was held between the fingers of someone who didn't know whether it was washed or not. But He An often eats hard, every mouthful, the bulging snow-white cheeks make people... Xie Jingsheng's mouth feels parched.
After eating, the last mouthful of hot air and thin lips rubbed against the fingertips, making Xie Jingsheng's fingertips tremble. He hurriedly passed the other one over and said, "Take it and eat."
"I'm full." He Anchang frowned, and stopped talking, "Eat your own."
"Since you are here to check the dam, of course you can't eat this." Xie Jingsheng broke open the last bun, stuffed half of it in his hand, and ate the other half, saying: "Hurry up and report after the investigation, the rain doesn't stop, it's long The river embankment is not stable, so it’s not guaranteed.”
He Anchang was really annoyed by his self-assertion, took the buns and bit them, then stuffed the chopsticks back, "Shut up and eat yours, how can I tell you what to do."
Xie Jingsheng had a messy meal, he also ate the cold steamed buns, and he ate all the pickles. He has been soaking in water all day and lifting heavy objects, and now his hands and feet are cold, no matter how cold the steamed buns are, he feels that his stomach will feel better. He Anchang sat and watched while holding the still hot steamed stuffed bun, and gradually calmed down, feeling a little sore all over his body.
This person is the local political envoy, and from the second rank to the first rank, he is only one step behind the prince and marquis of the county. He has a dog temper, and no one in the capital likes to join him. The leftists often ridicule him behind his back as a dog's tail grass who relies on Bai Jiujin Yiwei to gain power. No family, maybe not even a home, and love to say some romantic and shameless words.
Such a jerk.
... Just such a bastard, people's livelihood is more important than anyone in the capital center. Promoting water conservancy, cultivating fertile fields, opening channels, and being close to the people's will. When he left Qingping, he was scolded by people poking his spine for an unknown amount of time, and it was true that he rolled in the mud when he entered Qingping. He experienced the murder case without standing idly by, pretending to be a fool with others, and pouring dirty water on himself when he did it. I don't want to turn around and name, I wish I could hide far away and never see him again.
"Bastard." He Anchang suddenly said coldly.
Xie Jingsheng is innocent. There was only one bench, and two people could only sit together. Although he was dreaming about this deserted person in his heart, he didn't show it.
"It's been a few days since I lost my temper, and it grows again, Mr. He."
He Anchang got up, "Let's go, let's go to the canal and have a look."
"Be safe and don't be impatient." Xie Jingsheng stretched his shoulders, leaned against the wall and said, "Let me sit for a while."
Originally thought that a snort would be indispensable, but He Anchang really sat down again. Xie Jingsheng was so tickled by the smell that he was so close at hand, he let out a long sigh, turned his head against the wooden board, and cursed himself to be more awake. After a while, I couldn't hear the sound, and couldn't help turning back, seeing He Anchang sitting upright, with shoulders flat and waist straight, waist, waist... Xie Jingsheng licked his lips, really didn't intend to look away. It's a pity that the hooligans haven't started yet, and finally someone knocked on the door again. Xie Jingsheng turned his gaze, didn't bother to move, and said: "Your clothes are here, take them in and change them, and we'll go to the canal after changing them."
When I opened the door, I was sure to pack clean clothes, which felt thicker to the touch, even wearing a cloak. He Anchang turned over, frowned and said, "Where's yours?"
"I won't change it." Xie Jingsheng said lazily, "After taking you around, you have to go into the water, and the floating board is not finished yet. You have to change it. Anyway, you are from Beijing, so you can't let—" The still wet coat covers your head on his face. Xie Jingsheng laughed out loud, of course he wouldn't close his eyes, but he didn't take it off, just watching the man take off his clothes one by one from the hazy shadow through the clothes stained with cold fragrance.
The shoulders are cold cut, the waist is slender and the legs are long. Thin, at least Xie Jingsheng feels thin. The legs are very long and straight, making people's throat tight and their abdomen hot. Xie Jingsheng was surprised to find that he hadn't thought about such a nasty thing, but just looking at this person dimly through his scent, his impulsiveness was uncontrollable. This kind of feeling of being a gentleman in the face of catastrophe is like self-torture, Xie Jingsheng raised his head slightly, tapped the tip of his nose on the clothes, and sighed silently with forbearance and helplessness.
He obviously hid far away, but he still couldn't escape. He clearly made up his mind, why he still didn't dare to make a move. This person's transformation should be the moonlight on his heart, but his palm is still full of desire and possession. What should I do, grab it? can he Can He An often do it? The He family is so lofty, is it really necessary to drag He Anchang to betray everyone on the road of Duanxiu? He is an asshole, but He Anchang is not. This man is a noble son with a promising bright future, and he has parents and elders.
One will encounter such an evil obstacle in one's life, one cannot hide from it, one cannot escape from it, one is trapped in it, and it is bitter and sweet.
His eyes suddenly lit up, and He Anchang was looking down at him, and said, "Let's go."
Xie Jingsheng rolled his Adam's apple hard, grasped his wrist, and immediately stood up with his strength, and pressed the shaking He Anchang on his chest, and changed it to steady in an instant, and said with a sneer, "Let's go."
The terrain of Jiangtang is relatively high, so it is a very meritorious thing to build the canal on the high ground in the south. As the Jiangtang goes down, both Qingping and Wuhan use this canal to irrigate. The growth of the Changhe River benefits from regulation, and the muddy water fertilizes the fields, benefiting the three realms of Jiangtang, Qingping, and Wuhan. Therefore, these three places are collectively called the country by Dalan granary. But this key point is the most negligent place. The dam is important, and it is our duty to check and repair it every year. However, King Tang did not know why he was confused in recent years, and he tried to fix it but it didn't work.
He An often checked carefully, because the imperial court must allocate funds for this matter immediately, and the amount is not small. He had to figure out what kind of account it was, so that he wouldn't be sent a few taels of silver when he went back.
"If you still can't dial this one this year, what should you do?" He Anchang faced the waves of the long river, and he could already see that the water had overflowed the three-layered line of the channel. The torrential rain is still there, and the small mouth of the Jiangtang dam is not tight enough. We can only pray that the rain will subside this year, and the embankment will not be completely broken.
"Then it can't be done." Xie Jingsheng brushed aside the broken hair in front of his forehead, revealing angry eyes, and said, "Tang Wang has been unable to repair it, I'm afraid he just doesn't want to repair it. The embankment of the Jiangtang burst, and Qingping and Wuhan immediately suffered floods. If the granaries in the two places cannot escape, it means that Dalan’s winter food will be cut off. The flood will be out of control for a while, there will be no food in storage, the people’s hearts will be unstable, and there will be troubles such as post-disaster civil stability and plague. You and I must bite together first. At that time, the emperor will have the intention to build dams, and I am afraid that it will not be able to take shape in the short term. If the flood is not eliminated, the flood will harm people, and if the people are not resettled properly, the people's hearts will fluctuate. It is not a trivial matter." Xie Jingsheng helped He went to He Anchang's shoulder, turned the person to the other side, and said, "Look at Jiangtang again. The king of Tang has a stable granary and real power in soldiers and horses. The prince has not returned yet, Beiyang is far away, and the king of Yan is going again. All the soldiers and horses in Fuzhou have to be dispatched by the capital, and there are not many people, and there is a mixture of fish and dragons. Only the 30,000 Jingwei in the capital can still fight, so who can compete with him in this big Lan?"
He Anchang raised his hand and pointed out: "He wants to rely on floods to kill people, but he is not right after all. He is not famous for taking advantage of the chaos to force the palace. If it is not right or smooth, how dare he? If he dares, he will not shrink back for so long."
"Then find a way to make yourself smooth." Xie Jingsheng exhaled coldly, and said: "You have been in the capital all year round, and you don't know where to pickle. The officials of the frontier still have the guts, let alone a prince? You missed a big garden."
He Anchang turned to look at him.
Xie Jingsheng said solemnly: "Dayuan is waiting for an opportunity. Without the deterrence of Beiyang, going in and out of the northern border is like a child's play. If there is no chaos, let it go. Once there is chaos, the lion king of Dayuan is still eyeing the sword. We only have one king of Tang who can take over. Shuai Hangyin, at that point, who can not ask him?"
He Anchang was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "It's hard for you to play every year."
Xie Jingsheng laughed out loud and brought him back. The two walked side by side under the umbrella and walked back to the front of the house. Xie Jingsheng said: "Go in and wait, a carriage will come later."
"What are you here for?"
"Send you away."
He Anchang was taken aback, I almost said it if I didn't leave. But Xie Jingsheng raised his hand suddenly, and the cold palm that was frozen in the rain covered his cheek, making him forget what to say.
Xie Jingsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, satisfied like a fox. With a laugh, he said angrily, "You have to help me win this time."
"It's natural." He Anchang didn't move, his brows and eyes were calm, but he still felt that his cold tone had faded.
Xie Jingsheng seemed reluctant to let go, rubbed his cheek, and before anyone could recover, he stepped out of the umbrella. Seemingly two worlds through the heavy rain, he raised his chin and said loudly: "Go in." He winked and smiled at others, turned around and went into the ditch, and in a blink of an eye, he was mixed in the mud again.
But this time He Anchang was able to tell the difference clearly and knew which one was Xie Jingsheng.
He Anchang returned to Beijing quickly, first presented the memorial, then turned to Zhang Taiyan and insisted on the necessity of repairing the dam, and then the leftists changed their normal routine and stood with Bai Jiuyi. The silver payment was approved quickly, and there were two parties and different factions to supervise the production, and the journey went smoothly to the place. Xie Jingsheng didn't stop, and immediately rushed to the Jiangtang. He didn't even enter the Tang Palace, and directly slapped the capital's decree on the gate of the palace, turned around and went to build it.
It was winter after this practice, and the fast horse that invited the prince to return to the capital was eventually ground into an old cow by Xie Jingsheng, and his legs were weak with wine before he was released. He himself was not much better, he fell asleep as soon as he returned to the mansion, and it took five or six days for him to regain his vitality, and he lost more than a circle of weight.
But he said that not long after this talent came back, Xiao Yan came to see him, and saw that he had cleaned up his stubble and finally looked human, she couldn't help cursing: "You're just relying on your youth! Sooner or later you'll die of exhaustion!"
Xie Jingsheng just smiled, and transformed into a beautiful and romantic son. Inserting the fan into the back of the neck, he said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, you won't die if you toss." Leaning on the soft cushion, stretching out his legs comfortably, he said: "I haven't bathed for more than ten days and I haven't smoked to death, so it shows that I'm still in good shape. Strong, you can live a hundred years or so." He sat up suddenly while talking, and asked, "Where's the burden I brought back?"
Xiao Yan said with disdain: "How long have you been covering those clothes, they were cleaned up just now."
Xie Jingsheng jumped up suddenly, "Hey, my sister." After saying that, he dragged one of the shoes and flew out before he could put on his shoes.
Xiao Yan couldn't catch up, so she could only throw the other shoe at him and said, "You are crazy!"
Xie Jingsheng then put a set on his feet and shouted to her: "That's my baby, sister!" Then he ran away without a trace.
Xiao Yan supported the door in shock, thinking for a while about how this kid would be stupid after building a dam, but he still couldn't understand it.