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Heyue Mansion - Zhao Mansion

The Zhao Mansion is the largest mansion in Heyue Mansion City, covering an area of ​​more than tens of acres. There are pavilions, towers, pavilions, small bridges, flowing water, and rock gardens in the mansion.

This is the center of the entire Bian'an Zhao family, and it can also be said to be the power center of the entire Bian'an County.

It lives in the Zhao family of Heyue, who is called the emperor of Bian'antu!
The main courtyard of the Zhao Mansion.

"Patriarch! News is coming!"

The leader of the Zhao family, Zhao Ansheng, who was writing, was writing the character Zhao stroke by stroke. The strokes of the characters were powerful, and the whole character Zhao was sharp and sharp, like a hedgehog full of sharp weapons!

Ordinary people will be hurt when they touch it!

"Patriarch! Patriarch! News! People from the imperial court entered Bian'an three days ago, bringing a large amount of supplies, money and food, and said they wanted to build and strengthen the embankment on the north bank of the Bianhe River.

The station is still set at the same place last year, and the official in charge this time is called Zhou Lin, who is the newly appointed Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Industry.

No background, born in a poor family, according to speculation, should be the emperor's man! "

The housekeeper carefully opened the door, came to Zhao Ansheng who was writing, and quietly reported the news he had inquired about.

While listening, Zhao Ansheng continued to write Zhao characters one by one unmoved. After the housekeeper Zhao Yi finished all the information, Zhao Ansheng stopped his movements and gently put the brush in his hand on the white jade pen stand on, casually asked:
"Did Zhou Lin express anything after entering Bian'an?"

Steward Zhao Yi shook his head upon hearing the words:

"I came from Bianjing and led the team all the way to Bianhe. I didn't stop during the period, let alone search for any branch in the county."

"That's interesting."

Zhao Ansheng smiled slightly, turned his head to look at the sharp-edged Zhao Zi on the table and murmured:

"It seems that our servant Zhao has a very strong head, and he doesn't pay attention to my Zhao family at all."

Butler Zhao Yi immediately said: "Patriarch, this is just a young man after all, I'm afraid he has never heard of the reputation of our Zhao family."

"Young people, you always have to suffer a little to become a seasoned person. I haven't heard of it before, and I should remember it in the future."

Zhao Ansheng said indifferently, but there was a touch of mockery and sarcasm in his tone.

"Patriarch, what do you mean?"

Zhao Yi's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked.

Zhao Ansheng sneered: "Give the newcomer a little gift, so that he can learn a lot."

"Little understand!"

The housekeeper immediately understood the meaning, nodded and backed out.

Zhao Ansheng didn't take this matter to heart, picked up the brush again and wrote the character Zhao stroke by stroke.

Young people will always run rampant with ideal ideas, and if they are hit by reality a few times, they will learn to behave.

Presumably it won't be long, Zhou Lin should know what to do this week.

……

Leaving from the Zhao residence, the steward Zhao Yi quickly conveyed the Patriarch's intentions.

Soon, Zhao Ansheng's meaning spread throughout Bian'an County.

Zhou Lin and the others who were still on their way soon received a meeting gift from the Zhao family.

……

"What? Why can't you sell us food?
It's not that we don't give money, if ten coins are not enough, then we will give twenty coins!Twenty Wen head office will do it!

The total cost of your bowl of noodles is not even five cents, so don't push yourself too hard! "

One was placed at the noodle stall beside the official road, and a few official servants in official clothes were questioning the noodle stall owner in front of him.

A group of dozens of people beside the noodle stall all sat down in front of the tables and chairs of the noodle stall.

The first person, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe, was wearing a white cross-collar Confucian scholar's uniform and a Dongpo scarf on his head. He was Zhou Lin, the left servant of the Ministry of Industry, who was wearing ordinary clothes.

Zhou Lin has a good appearance, a face with Chinese characters, and a pair of thick black eyebrows that are almost condensed together, but he has a sense of integrity in his whole body.

No one would dare to underestimate his imposing aura, he was a man of status at first glance, and even wearing ordinary clothes could not conceal his aura.

"Hey, you guys, don't embarrass the little old man. It's really not about money. Even if you give a tael of gold, the little old man can't do your business today!"

The stall owner is a stooped old man in his 50s. The little old man is dressed in black coarse cloth and short brown, with a long black and gray sweat towel on his shoulders.

There was a look of helplessness on the weather-beaten and wrinkled thin face.

"Hey! You old man! Don't be ignorant of flattery!

How come people can do business when they come, even if the price is doubled when we come, you won't do business with us.

Why, could it be that we are easy to bully? ! "

Anger was evident on the faces of the officials. Just now they clearly saw a few businessmen eating noodles and leaving here. Everything was normal. Why did the stall owner not do their business when they arrived? up?

Isn't this aimed at them?

However, the old stall owner could only say with a bitter face: "Masters, it's really not that the little old man deliberately makes things difficult for you, it's that the little old man dare not do your business!"

"Hey! What are you talking about, is it possible that we will still rely on you?"

As he said that, one of the officials slammed a twelve tael ingot of snowflake silver on the table with a bang.

"No! Did you see that! I have money, so I can't rely on you. It's okay to keep the money with you. When we finish eating, we will refund more and less!"

Unexpectedly, his actions startled the little old man, he hurriedly picked up the silver and stuffed it in the hands of the officer, knelt down with a plop, kowtowed to several people and said in a crying voice:
"Several poor masters, I beg you, the little old man, go to another house, the little old man really can't do your business.

otherwise……

Otherwise, the little old man will be finished!Please let the little old man go!Please! "

"This... you..."

His actions immediately stunned the officials. Why did they kneel down and beg them for a disagreement? They just want to eat a bowl of noodles!He didn't bully the old man, why did he do this!

Just when the scene here fell into a stalemate, Zhou Lin, who had been sitting by the table, got up and walked over.

Several officials hurriedly moved out of the way and said:
"Master servant!"

Zhou Lin nodded, frowning, came to the stall owner who was kneeling and begging, knelt down and helped the stall owner up, sighed and asked: "Why is this old man, I just want to eat a bowl of noodles with you after a long journey , It's not that you won't give you money, why don't you do our business?
Isn't your shop here just to make money? "

The old man was lifted up by Zhou Lin. The old man asked for money, which was obviously very imposing, and even the officials wanted to call out to the lord, and it was obvious that it should be a certain official. Hearing this, he could only say with a bitter face: "My lord! It's not a little old man!" I don’t want to do your business, I really dare not!”

"What's the explanation?"

Zhou Lin was puzzled.

The stall owner sighed, and then said: "There are too many young people who don't dare to talk too much. You should be the official team sent by the imperial court to repair the embankment, right?"

Zhou Lin was startled when he heard this, and immediately asked, "How did the old man know?"

This is not a trivial matter. They were sent to repair the river embankment. According to the local officials of this team, it is normal to know that they have received a letter from the imperial court.

But even the owner of a noodle stall next to the official road knew about it, so it was not easy.

The stall owner didn't return to this question, he moved his eyes and continued:

"That's right, and I don't want to hide it from my lord. It's not only the little old man, but now, my lord, I'm afraid no one will want to do your business any more along the way."

What he said made Zhou Lin even more confused, but he refused to say anything to the stall owner again.

In the end, the stall owner said again: "I am afraid that the whole Bian'an County has already spread your news, and no one dares to defy you. If possible, you adults should admit your mistake earlier, otherwise you may be here. Bian'an can't move an inch.

It's okay if you rest here, but the little old man really can't sell you anything.

Please forgive me, my lords!
The little old man is just an ordinary citizen, he has no choice but to offend others on purpose. "

After finishing speaking, the stall owner gave a deep bow to everyone, and then quickly ran back to the deepest part of his stall, not daring to come out again.

Zhou Lin and the other officials looked at each other, then Qiqi walked back to their seats and sat down.

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(End of this chapter)