Chapter 898 Huang Zhong is here (1)

Author: Dongfanghong is undefeated

Mousetraps and smoke bombs are an excellent combination. From the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month to the second day of the lunar month, one or two can be caught almost every day.

Xu Guangze lamented endlessly—it’s okay if you don’t give gifts to yourself during the Chinese New Year, but what’s the point of giving them to prisoners!

Xiaobao told Xu Guangze: "Don't be in a hurry to find out anything. They prefer to confess or not. It's fine if they can't die in silence;

As long as they don't die, the masters behind them will have to be on tenterhooks, and my mother will be less harassed."

Xu Guangze: “These people don’t have any letters or tokens on them, so it’s impossible to prove their origins;

If they really came to assassinate the Marquis of Linyang, no matter who they recruited, they could say that they had just beaten them and bit them randomly, which is not enough evidence;

If he is not here to assassinate me, but to spy on the cement and glass doorways of your home, then he really can't be punished with much crime."

Xiaobao: "Then you won't let it out, but say that some of the people you caught have a glimpse of my family's craftsmanship?"

Xu Guangze's eyes lit up: "Are you going fishing?"

Xiaobao: "Of course, then we can wait for them to send people again..."

Xu Guangze quit: "That won't work. If they send people again, won't they torture me in prison? I won't be able to survive the New Year? Besides, how can the county government have so many people?"

Xiaobao patted Xu Guangze on the shoulder: "Old Xu, my mother is guarding the country, you have to work on the economy!

Isn't it right for them to send people? Let them use money to ransom people, and that's the end of it!

At this point, if you still can't follow the clues to find out who their master is, then don't earn the money, I will let Wei Chengyi take the person away and let him earn the money."

Xu Guangze was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "Master, you are a bad student! Does your mother know that you are like this?"

In fact, Xu Guangze was unwilling to take on this job, mainly because it was time-consuming and labor-intensive; and if the backstage elements of these people were complicated, he, the county magistrate, would not be able to handle it.

Xiaobao: "As long as the background of these people is found out, they will immediately escape from prison and cross the border with the drawings of the Chu family's heartless cannon, and then they will be killed by Linyang Marquis at the border."

Xu Guangze had a cold sweat on his back: Artillery blueprints? Prison break? Border crossing? Xiaobao wants to accuse those people's backstage of collaborating with the enemy and treason? It's really uneasy during the Chinese New Year!

Xiaobao's idea is: since my mother can be "conspired against", why can't those people be "conspired to betray the country"?

Xiaobao: "Isn't it enough if you have money?"

Xu Guangze: "..."

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On the tenth day of the first lunar month, Xu Guangze came again.

He came not for his own business, nor for those who were arrested, but to help others lead the way.

"Grandpa Huang!" Xiaobao passed Xu Guangze and ran directly to the old man behind him.

Veteran cadre Huang Zhong came, sent by his third son Huang Zhaoyan.

"I'm sorry to bother Marquis Linyang!" Huang Zhaoyan greeted Chu Qing, his movements were a little stiff, which showed his reluctance: "My father can't stay in the capital, so he must come to see you."

Some people just don't have eye contact with each other, and Chu Qing didn't like Huang Zhaoyan either.

But the visitors were guests, and Chu Qing invited them to the Marquis Mansion on the mountain.

Huang Zhong has aged too much this year.

Originally, Chu Qing had been saying that Huang Zhong, a seventy-year-old man, had the same energy as a young man, and his body looked strong, but now Huang Zhong was so old that no trace of black hair was missing, and his expression looked confused.

"Xiaobao, look what did grandpa bring? Hey, where did it go?" Huang Zhong looked around anxiously.

"Grandpa Huang, here, here!" Xiaobao held the snack box in his hand, grinning widely, but his eyes were a little red.

This was the third time. While Chu Qing was talking to Huang Zhaoyan, Huang Zhong repeated "Look what grandpa brought" three times, and his memory deteriorated seriously.

"You have also seen," Huang Zhaoyan said with some embarrassment: "My father's memory is not very good. He got seriously ill two years ago. He wanted to come to your place. He reluctantly persuaded you to celebrate the New Year. As soon as he got better, he refused again.

Stay home."

Huang Zhong was stooped a lot and his legs were a bit shaky when he walked. Huang Zhaoyan helped him, but he was taller and his arms were also very high when he was supporting him. He had a tall and straight posture, which made it easier for him to exert force. However, Huang Zhong was

Stand with half your body tilted.

The purpose of support is to facilitate the other person, not to cause greater inconvenience to the other person. This shows that Huang Zhaoyan is too self-centered.

Chu Qing doesn't believe there are people who can't take care of others, there are only people who don't want to take care of others.

Is it okay to use yourself to save others? Think about what kind of care you would like to receive if you were sick, and then take care of others in this way, right?

Therefore, not being able to take care of people is not a technical problem, but an attitude problem.

Chu Qing looked distressed, but she couldn't help it. He was his biological son, and she couldn't replace him.

"Uncle Huang," Xiaobao didn't understand those concerns, so he couldn't stand it and started directly: "I'll help Grandpa Huang, I want to take him to the cable car!"

Xiaobao directly pulled Huang Zhaoyan away, took his place, lowered one shoulder, lowered his arm, and put his wrist into Huang Zhong's hand.

Huang Zhong finally stood up straight, holding his hand on Xiaobao's wrist. As he walked, his hand moved downwards like a cane, and Xiaobao held it steadily.

At this time, Huang Zhong finally looked as healthy as before. Although he walked slowly, his pace became steady.

The Linyang Marquis Mansion is on a mountain. The mountain is not high, only more than 200 meters, but Huang Zhong does not have the energy to climb up the stairs.

There is a cable car at the foot of the mountain, which is prepared for people with poor legs and feet at home, such as Master Lu, and the disabled craftsmen. In the future, when Xiaorou and the others become pregnant, they will be able to go up and down the mountain freely.

Xiaobao led Huang Zhong up: "Grandpa Huang, is my sightseeing cable car good?"

"Okay, okay!" Huang Zhong's eyes were shining again. This old man was still curious about all new things.

He touched the exquisitely carved handrails of the cable car and the folding awning above his head, and then looked along the cable to the top of the mountain: "This is much more convenient and comfortable than the zip line!"

Xiaobao then agreed: "That's right, the zipline is our ancestor, and the cable car is our great-grandson. We are better than our masters, so we have to make some progress!"

Xiaobao closed the open window grille, fearing that the mountain wind would freeze Grandpa Huang.

Huang Zhong caressed the glass window and sighed: "I couldn't sit still as soon as I received the wine set from your mother. It's so nice and translucent! Is this really your glass?"

For the sake of safety, each piece of glass on the cable car windows is very small, one and a half square. The wooden boards are carved out of grooves and then embedded in them. They are very strong, but the field of vision is somewhat limited.

Through the window, Huang Zhong saw Huang Zhaoyan's face full of nervousness, and he had not yet boarded the second cable car.

Huang Zhaoyan kept asking: "Is this safe?"

"I can accompany you to climb the mountain," Chu Qing said. She didn't like this person, so she called herself "I am" in a distant manner.
Chapter completed!