The house outside Shao Yuan is not big, at least it is much smaller than the many courtyards that Xiao Jing visited when traveling in his previous life. However, the servant said that this is just a separate courtyard, and his master usually lives in Beijing.
Shao Yuanwai, who was sitting upright, put down the paper in his hand: "Did you write this?"
"Exactly." Xiao Jing, who was standing with his hands down, smiled and said, "You only saw the first part because I haven't published the next part yet. If you look at this line and story again, can others imitate it?
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The candied haws were not sold for free. The paper wrapped on the bamboo sticks contained all kinds of innocuous stories about family life and rural anecdotes that were popular among the people. Most of them were heard by Xiao Jing on the way to Puhua Town.
With the expansion of the candied haws market, more and more people can read short stories. In the past few days, many people on the streets were talking about what they saw, and many of the contents he wrote became hot discussions among the public.
topic of:
"Oh, this Mrs. Liu Wang is such a good person. She has already remarried, and she still misses her former parents-in-law's family, and after her son's accident happened, he provided for the old man until he died."
"Who says it's not the case? There is also the unfilial son named Tian Er, who ignored his father and mother's illness and went out to set up a household registration just to make a fortune for himself. In the end, he was beaten with a hundred sticks by the government and cried for his father and mother in the hall. Haha, so happy!
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In order to protect the parties involved, Xiao Jing used pseudonyms for the names of people and places he chose randomly. In a feudal society where transportation is inconvenient, traveling far away is a big deal. People in different areas almost never interact with each other. This is also a feudal society.
It should be enough.
In the early stages of starting a business, you must keep a low profile and give people time to get used to new things, but be sure not to cause a situation like "the person involved jumped into the well and committed suicide after reading the report in shame and anger"!
"No wonder there are a lot of things to talk about in the town, which is interesting." Shao said with a smile, "But, what does this have to do with your decision to help Old Wei?"
Even though others couldn't understand it, Xiao Jing still secretly extended his middle finger with his right hand to show his disdain. Pretend, keep pretending!
Out of professional instinct, he had already figured out all the affairs in the town: Mrs. Ru, Mr. Shao's favorite, turned out to be a widow, and later remarried to his family!
The Rui Dynasty took the remarriage of widows more seriously than the Song Dynasty, but it was not as serious as the Ming and Qing Dynasties where they built memorial arches all over the place for chaste women. Mrs. Ru must have received some criticism when she entered the Shao family.
Although wealthy people may not care about this, who doesn't want to have a good reputation?
And Xiao Jing unintentionally wrote the article "The Widow Liu Wangshi" before knowing the situation of the Shao family. It happened that Mrs. Ru, who was not a member of the Shao family, often used some personal money to support her former parents-in-law with his permission.
Regardless of whether she can hear praise from the outside, as long as she hears someone mention this article's recognition of remarried widows, she should feel much better in her heart.
Xiao Jing said unhurriedly: "I heard that you have an only son. He is only eighteen years old. He refuses to study and is idle all day long. Although he does not bully men and women, he still makes people in the village crazy.
Avoid him. He originally lived in the capital. You were afraid that he would cause some big trouble, so you let him live in Puhua Town...
Shao Yuanwai's expression suddenly darkened. He reached out and slapped the table hard: "That's enough! I have my own concerns about what happened to Quanzi, so please don't say any more. Since the young master mentioned this matter, do you have any advice?
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"I don't dare to take advice or anything like that." Xiao Jing shook his head: "I want you to change your appearance and devote yourself to learning, but I can't do it. However, I want him to do less dirty things, be kind to others, and restore some good reputation.
It’s not difficult either.”
Hearing this, Shao Yuanwai's eyes suddenly became a little brighter. He stared at Xiao Jing for a long time, then closed his eyes and asked, "I wonder what the young master wants to do?
That night, Xiao Jing and Mr. Wei returned to the house where they lived. He got up early before midnight the next day, cleaned up briefly and went directly to Shao's wife's house.
"Ah sneeze!"
It was already a bit cold in the early autumn morning. Xiao Jing, who was wearing thin clothes, stood outside Shao Mansion for almost half an hour before a young man in disheveled clothes walked out from inside, followed by two sleepy eyes.
The anxious servant.
"You are... the one named Xiao, right?" The young man walked up to Xiao Jing and opened his "bloody mouth" to him and yawned: "My father said, let me follow you these days. By the way,
Who are you? A fortune teller? A feng shui reader? Why does he trust you so much?"
This person is Shao Yuanwai's only son, Shaoning. Xiao Jing looked at this face that would have been able to sneak into the entertainment industry in the world before he time traveled, and exclaimed in his heart: "It's a pity:"
It's a pity that he looks like a talented person but becomes a second-rate person!
"Who are these two people?" Xiao Jing did not answer his question, but simply pointed at the two followers behind him.
"What's the point of asking? I'm one of my bodyguards." Shao Ning showed an expression that said, "You still have to ask if you are mentally retarded for such a simple matter?" The two men also took a step forward with their chests raised and their heads raised.
"Let them go back." Xiao Jingyan said succinctly and concisely: "You have to carry everything they carry on their backs, no matter what they are carrying."
Shao Ning looked at the two followers with baffled expressions, then stared at Xiao Jing for a while as if looking at alien creatures, and suddenly grinned and laughed. When he smiled, the two people behind him also followed suit.
Laughing, it just so happens that one of them has a broken voice. Listening to this unpleasant voice so early in the morning is really off-putting.
"What? Did I hear you correctly?" Shao Ning, who finally finished laughing, curled his lips and snorted: "Let me do this, are you still awake?"
"This matter is non-negotiable." Xiao Jing shrugged: "I'll give you a nice word, will you remember it?"
"Don't carry it!"
"Okay, this is what you said." Xiao Jing turned around and left, and then a sinister word drifted into Shaoning's ears: "Your father promised you, and this is the end of it!"
"Wait a minute!" Shaoning was all alert. He ran over and grabbed Xiao Jing's arm. In his eyes, he probably was grabbing a plate of fragrant cooked duck.
Xiao Jing, who had his back turned to him, bared his teeth and took a breath of cold air. I didn't walk very fast. Why are you holding on so hard!
"Both of you, go back!" Shaoning, who had been gritting his teeth for a long time, said the words almost leaking out from between his teeth: "Put down all your things!"
The two followers looked at each other. Their constipated expressions made Shaoning even more angry: "Get out of here!"
This roar was more effective. The two people immediately piled their things on the ground, confessed their sins to the young master, and then quietly opened the door and went back to the house.
Before they entered, Xiao Jing caught a fleeting smile on the face of one of them. Could it be that the servants in the other courtyard were relatively free and could still sleep in their cages?
A young master is really not as good as a servant.
There was a lot of stuff, and it looked very heavy. The big package alone probably weighed twenty kilograms, not to mention a shovel. Carrying all this gear for a day walk might be no different from cross-country training with heavy loads.
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Shaoning was quite cooperative. He usually didn't work much, so he packed things clumsily. After a long time, he actually successfully packed everything and carried it on his back.
He couldn't help but feel happy. He was already held within seven inches, so what else could he say?
Chapter completed!