Poor family mother and son

Even the house of the village head is just a mud house and a straw shed, just a few more rooms and bigger than other houses.

Guo Zhengbiao walked into the simple courtyard and came to the front of the main house. He solemnly straightened his hat and cape, adjusted his cloak, and dusted off the sand on his trouser legs and shoes.

The county magistrate of Tang made the mistake of being behind Guo Zhengbiao, so he quickly followed suit.

Zhuo Yao, who was following behind them, gave a wink to the boys from the caviar sauce workshop who stayed outside the courtyard and mixed with the villagers. The boys immediately surrounded the village head's house unnoticed, and replaced Chu Clear the other boys all morning.

It's too cold, so we have to rotate.

The actions of the boys seemed natural, no different from those villagers who came to help and watch the excitement, but they couldn't fool Pan Dayi and Pan Qianhu, deputy of Mengyuan Mansion Council.

Pan Dayi couldn't help being envious in his heart: the only female official in the secret investigation department is really not a decoration. Looking at his servants, he is no worse than his full-time staff, and he is also very proactive.

A group of four people entered the house, Zhuo Yao stood at the door and acted as a "door god", even the village chief didn't let him in.

The village chief hesitated to speak—his house, don't let him in!

But it's okay, his wife is still inside, so he can always hear what these adults mean, will our village "get into trouble"?
The purpose of this meeting was to allow these officials to pass the news of Chu Qing's return to the emperor's ears, so Chu Qing only expressed his gratitude to them for their condolences, and then told how he was thrown to the rocky island by the "eight winds", how The process of losing direction and wandering for a long time.

There is actually only one sentence in this process: "Oh, I can't bear to look back."

Seeing Chu Qing's seemingly speechless expression, and his thin face, several visitors sighed.

Chu Yuan looked at Chu Qing's face that was not tanned at all, and was afraid of revealing his secrets: "When I found our Marquis, she had already been blown off a layer of skin by the sea breeze."

Chu Qing wanted to kick him, so there was no need to be miserable, right?Even if it is true, who else can sympathize?
"Everyone, thank you for coming to visit Chu," Chu Qing thanked (sent) again, "Chu has rested for today, and will return to the fief tomorrow, so you don't need to worry about it."

Several people sat still.

It's not appropriate to just take a look and leave.

Besides, the emperor has an order: Once Marquis Linyang is found, she must be escorted to Beijing.

Guo Zhengbiao pursed his lips, glanced at a few people, told the emperor's will, and then gave an order to the magistrate of Tang: "You go back and help prepare the guard of honor for Marquis Linyang."

Preparing the guard of honor is just an excuse, but it is not necessary. Guo Zhengbiao just wanted to send Tang Magistrate away, and then he sent Pan Dayi: "Vice Pan Qianhu, Guo has the guts to ask the council to send someone to escort him; We need to discuss the cooperation between the Mengyuan Mansion and the Chu family, if you have nothing to do, why don't you go get busy?"

Guo Zhengbiao is at the same level as Pan Dayi in the official ranks, but no one dares to disrespect the discipline inspection department, so Guo Zhengbiao is still polite even though he wants to drive people away.

It is true that Pan Dayi is fine, he is here on behalf of the secret investigation department to confirm Chu Qing's return with his own eyes, and then waits to escort Chu Qing to Beijing; moreover, he is not familiar with Chu Qing, and Chu Qing's status is higher than him, so it is not easy to be misunderstood Suspected of fawning.

Pan Dayi then handed Chu Qing a set of secret investigation department winter uniforms and the equipment that deputy Qianhu should have, and asked Chu Qing to sign: "Suddenly I heard that you are back, and I am afraid that your luggage is not complete, so I brought it here, but Linyang Hou also knows that our secret investigation department has always been stingy, and these things are all available, and you need to sign them."

Chu Qing smiled, took the bamboo tube dip pen from Pan Dayi, and signed it; then took out the waist card, which had Chu Qing's private seal on the buckle, and stamped it.

Pan Dayi seemed to be a tactful person, and he used this method to test his identity.

Ordinarily, Pan Dayi had never met Chu Qing, but the secret investigation department had Chu Qing's portrait and handwriting on official letters, so he should know something about it, and the prefect of Mengyuan knew him clearly, and Guo Zhengbiao was there, so there should be no doubt.

Moreover, almost as soon as Pan Dayi saw Chu Qing, he had already confirmed Chu Qing's identity in his heart - the two strands of white hair on the sideburns, slanted into the bun, were too iconic.

But the secret investigation department has to be cautious in doing things, Chu Qing must produce something that can prove his identity, in fact, the waist badge is the most proof of identity.

But Pan Dayi was afraid that if Chu Qing was in distress at sea and lost his badge, he couldn't prove his identity, so there must be other ways to prove it.

For example, this dipping pen is one of the legendary "Master Chu" in the secret investigation department, so he specially brought it here to verify whether Chu Qing can use it, whether he can write from left to right, and confirm the handwriting.

As for stamping, it was Chu Qing's own action, intended to show him the waist badge, and also to tell him: Ben Hou knows your thoughts, Ben Hou cooperates.

Besides, this is not much of a set of special daggers and embroidered spring knives of the secret investigation department, and it is not a loss to give it to Xiaobao to play with later.

"Deputy Chu Qianhu forgive me!" Pan Dayi said, not mentioning Chu Qing's other identities, acting like a businessman, not giving himself the slightest excuse - there are two administrative officials watching here.

The county magistrate of Tang followed Pan Dayi respectfully and walked together. This was a rare opportunity for him to make friends with the secretary of the secret investigation department. Normally, he didn't even have the chance to meet the person in charge of the directorate.

Guo Zhengbiao breathed a sigh of relief, Chu Qing saw it, and asked, "Is Master Guo okay?"

"Hmm..." Guo Zhengbiao did have something to do, but before he could think up what to say, Chu Qing asked the question first, which caught him off guard.

He wanted to remind him of some things, but felt that he was not level enough: "Uh... this... um..."

"Master Guo," Chu Qing said, "I have something to tell you, there is a business, do you want to do it, but you can't make much money?"

"Oh?" Guo Zhengbiao hadn't changed his mind yet.

Chu Qing: "That's right. During breakfast, I heard the voice of the village head's wife. Almost every household in this fishing village has kombu that they can't sell?"

Guo Zhengbiao: "Oh, yes, that stuff has a fishy smell, and the locals don't buy it much because they don't think it's a good thing;
But outsiders only buy fresh ones, because the dried ones are not tasty, but the fresh ones can't be kept at all, so they have to be pickled if they want to sell them;
Salt is too expensive, common people buy salt... Oh, don't mind Linyang Hou, even if you control the price of refined salt to the price of coarse salt, common people can't afford it;
Just like the fishermen here, they basically eat the salt that they boiled and filtered out of the seawater, that kind of burnt salt, they use this salt to marinate kombu, and no one buys it;
Good salt cannot be bought, so in the end, only some big merchants come to buy some occasionally, and there are not many such opportunities throughout the year;

It is also eaten when fishermen in the coastal waters cannot afford food, and no one in the county eats it. "

Chu Qing: "The kombu and seaweed in the fishermen's hands... let's put it this way, I collect all the sea things and dry them, but the price won't be very high, okay?"

Guo Zhengbiao immediately said: "It's fine! It's great! Fishermen don't have land and have to buy everything. If these dry seafood can make money, they will be so happy! But why do you collect seafood?"

Chu Qing: "I heard that there are serious waterlogging in many places, and food prices rise again and again, and many people starve to death. I will transport them to the inland state capitals. If there is food, people will not starve to death, right?"