Sheng Fu

Chapter 632 Set up a stage to sing
After dinner, it was time for Mr. Yuwen to leave. Jiang Chai just wanted to get up to see him off. Mr. Yuwen said softly, "Uncle, please wait. If I have free time in the future, I will come to visit you. The sauerkraut noodles are really delicious."

There was a look of sadness in Jiang Chai's eyes, but Yu Wenjun smiled and said: "I said I will come, so I will come naturally."

The physically disabled middle-aged man had no choice but to stand at the door and watch the young man slowly disappear from his field of vision. In the room, the red bird also left without a sound.

People always have good luck once, like Jiang Chai this time.

Under the hillside, the originally muddy road was covered with a layer of snow, adding a sense of holiness.

After walking a few steps, Li Hongshan appeared, opened the magic weapon of space, took out some scrolls, waved his sleeves slightly, and the scrolls unfolded horizontally in mid-air. exhaustive.

Li Hongshan said with a smile: "I really don't know how the princes of the imperial capital, Nagungun, feel in their hearts when they see such a picture scroll. In fact, parents and officials in many places have never even been to the crop fields."

"But most of the local officials have been to the boudoir of the girl of Huanghua."

"You, the leader of the Eight Gus, are well versed in the hardships of the people's livelihood, and it is worth clarifying."

Yu Wenjun said calmly: "I think after this incident, the temple will also give some benefits to the people of Qiushui County, such as winter coats, cotton boots, etc."

Li Hongshan sneered and said: "No, some supplies will be sent, but the cotton-padded clothes and boots for the winter are military supplies, not to mention Qiushui County, even the lower-class people in many prosperous counties will not have winter Cotton clothes and boots, at most, the clothes on the body can look a little more decent."

"If you, His Highness of the Dragon Clan, want to do more for the people of Qiushui County, we will never stop you."

Yu Wenjun didn't ask what step the temple can do at most. As long as Yu Wenjun's actions today are announced to the world, some people may follow the trend and take pride in taking care of the poor people in Qiushui County.

As the head of the Eight Gus, this prestige should still be there.

"Farewell." Jun Yuwen said.

Li Hongshan hummed, and His Highness the Dragon Clan in front of him crossed the void and left here.

A few days later, the storyteller in the most prosperous restaurant in the imperial capital will publicize Yu Wenjun's move, and many states and counties in the south will also publicize this matter.

The name of Qiushui County will soon be resounding in the human world. The local parents and officials of Qiushui County will suddenly feel that their shoulders are as heavy as mountains. Maybe their official career ends here, or their official career may go smoothly. It depends on the fate of these parents and officials.

Henglong Mountain.

In Hengchang Palace, a long-lost guest came.

Beside the tea table, the temperature of the copper stove is gentle, and everything is just right. Yu Wenjun specially brewed a pot of Qianqiu Baishui and drank it with the current prime minister.

"Occasionally, I need to change the taste. Drinking black tea often is not very good, and it is easy to get angry." Yu Wenjun said.

Bai Xiaowei's demeanor was as subtle and simple as before, and the brilliance in his eyes was still clear. Even though he became a cruel official, he had heard enough heart-piercing screams, but his state of mind was not affected in the slightest.

This is a politician, who only has pros and cons in his eyes, and the emotions of some people are irrelevant.

Bai Xiaowei picked up the tea cup and took a sip, the taste was not bad, he took another sip, and said: "The last time I went to the Spirit Race to borrow troops, I didn't have time to taste Qianqiu Baishui in the future, I didn't expect it to be here with you. After some taste comes out, Henglong Mountain is indeed a treasure land of geomantic omen."

Yuwen Jundao: "Actually, last time, I was also in the Lingzu. I wanted to have a drink with you. You and I will travel around the Lingdu together and experience the local customs. It is best to follow the example of literati and write a poem or two. It’s not a peerless chapter, but it can become famous for a while and become a little good story.”

"But after thinking about it, I think it's pointless."

"People like you and me, once they do those things, are a bit pretentious. I don't know how many people will poke their backs. Politicians and literati are always different."

Bai Xiaowei took another sip of Qianqiu Baishui, and said, "Last time, I won absolute sovereignty for the position of commander of the human race. This time, I came here for the sake of sovereignty."

"I don't know where you are, is it easy to talk?"

Yu Wenjun smiled lightly and said: "If others come, it may be difficult to talk, but when you come, it is still easy to talk."

With a slight movement in his mind, a gust of wind gushed out of Hengchang Hall, and after a long time, Jing Hanqing entered the hall.

Yu Wenjun glanced at Jing Hanqing, and said softly: "Take out the list that has been sorted out."

Jing Hanqing did not refuse, and took out a list from his cuff. Yu Wenjun waved his hand slightly, and the list came to Bai Xiaowei. It will fall on their heads, as for how to use these people, it's all up to you."

"I have only one condition."

Bai Xiaowei asked implicitly: "What kind of condition?"

Yuwen Jundao: "They must be allowed to come back alive, and they must not bear the reputation of being too vicious and vicious."

Bai Xiaowei nodded slightly and said, "It's natural."

"In this way, you become a hands-off shopkeeper again."

Yu Wenjun smiled brightly and said: "But the northern family will accuse me of this. I bear all the hatred for you. You can do what you want to do with your hands and feet."

"Who is the face and who is the face, I really can't tell at the moment."

Bai Xiaowei smiled implicitly and said, "Just wait and see."

"How long will it take for the handle in the city of Hao'an, and can it be presented?"

Qin Yun had already gone, Yuwen Jun said: "I don't know, you can wait a little longer."

"Speaking of which, in five days, it will be New Year's Eve, and we can have a good year first."

Bai Xiaowei said: "I don't think this year will work. As long as you have enough food and clothing, every day can be treated as New Year's Eve. If you don't have money in your pocket, even if it's New Year's Eve, your family will think you're worthless."

"I can't say for sure, but I beat you out with a stick."

Yu Wenjun frowned slightly and said: "Your Majesty, you should not have disliked you to this point, have you?"

Bai Xiaowei smiled strangely and said: "Your Majesty's thoughts are unfathomable, who can know, at least at the moment, I dislike myself a little, in a world of great controversy, I have made no achievements, and I have made no achievements in the matter of settling the internal affairs .”

"I am ashamed of the name of the prime minister, and I have insulted the character of a swordsman."

No one knows how long this short-lived peace will last, and how long the Protoss can hold back.

All kinds of things here make the politicians sleepless and restless. Bai Xiaowei has the talents of the world, but now he is using work in advance to appease the northern land. In comparison, it is more effective to kill the enemy on the battlefield with real swords and guns Refreshing.

But that's a matter for the military, Bai Xiaowei is a civil servant, and personal bravery is sometimes irrelevant.

Yu Wenjun can only add tea, and the distress in the hearts of politicians can only be resolved by himself. The enlightenment of outsiders is meaningless at all. The scenery you see will naturally be different if you are in a different position.

Thinking that Bai Xiaowei will be on the cusp of the storm in the next year, Yu Wenjun felt inexplicably darkened, and thinking of the ugly faces of those old guys in the north, made his heart even darker.

Killing the rich and helping the poor is not what Yu Wenjun wanted in his heart. The family also experienced many hardships before it became a family. The city wall was not built in a day, but the way of the world is like this. As a result, the surrounding small saplings cannot get the sun and cannot grow up.

The branches and leaves that should be cleaned up have to be cleaned up.

Yu Wenjun thinks that he is doing this by himself, so he may not be able to handle it properly, Bai Xiaowei can definitely handle it well, some people set up the stage, some people sing opera, as for whether the drummer will play the drum without telling the truth Yes, it's after that.

(End of this chapter)