Chapter four hundred and fiftieth one is blacker than the other
The prefect made inquiries and found that he had never heard of such a thing in Baoding Prefecture. Uncle Zhou's charitable deeds were all done in villages and remote places among farmers.
Uncle Zhou didn't do it for others to see, and he didn't make a name for himself in Baoding Mansion. People who do things in a down-to-earth manner are so rare.
If such a person can be produced in his own state capital, it is a political achievement for the governor, and he promoted it on behalf of Zhou Lan.
Let’s not talk about knowledge. Uncle Zhou did a lot of publicity before doing practical things. Then he turned out to be a talented person with literary talent and a good calligraphy. It was just like picking up a veil. Uncle Zhou did it bit by bit.
In everyone's sight.
After a heavy snowfall, a person named Zhou Lan suddenly appeared in Baoding Prefecture. His knowledge, character, and family background were all impressive.
The teacher just looked at the eldest disciple who was hunched over his studies. Waves of announcements spread far and wide, and he had gained a reputation with the prefect.
This is very advantageous for the provincial examination.
The teacher looked at the waves of things, twitching his lips, and asked Jiang Changxi: "Have you learned anything?"
Jiang Changxi shook his head. The key was that he could not learn. After making a comparison, he sighed: "Actually, I am still a very low-key person."
Just like how Zhou Lan promoted himself, Jiang Changxi was still a bit thin-skinned.
The gentleman looked at the female disciple sideways and said, "This is nothing. You sincerely do things for your neighbors, and you should publicize them."
If you are not thick-skinned enough, you will not be able to pursue an official career, so the female disciples just make small fuss and talk a lot. To do big things, you have to have your own male disciples.
Look, they took action at the critical moment and caught both the tiger and the rabbit.
Jiang Changxi's face was filled with embarrassment, "Although it was really done, Uncle Zhou got a lot of benefits. With his reputation, he also got a lot of benefits. He said that he was not public, but he really didn't listen.
Didn't you see that the snow at the entrance of my village has been swept clean? The farmers said that Uncle Zhou came with people and things to help them tide over the difficulties, but they had nothing to repay.
Knowing that Grandma Zhou was traveling between Baoding Mansion and Zhuangzi, they cleared the road to make it easier for the carriage.
After hearing this, Jiang Changxi wanted to build roads for the villagers. If she didn't do something, she would feel sorry for them.
Regarding Jiang Changxi's behavior, the teacher couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that you are the thinnest-skinned among the three apprentices."
After all, it was this female disciple who raised the issue of thickness of skin in the first place. Who knew that in just a few years, Jun would be overtaken.
It can be seen that the qualifications of his own male disciples are better.
Jiang Changxi looked at her husband who looked down upon her and opened her mouth: "Who makes me a half-disciple? It must be because of poor qualifications."
Then he held his neck high and walked away, thinking to himself, am I not getting too many benefits? Forget it, it’s rare for Mr. Sir to think he is being kind.
Mrs. Jiang Er behaved very well this time and was very positive. Because of this incident, she also got to know several ladies from Baoding Mansion. Where is the girl?
This was done so well that the county's wife even wrote a letter to praise her daughter-in-law.
Mrs. Jiang was proud and happy about this. However, a few years ago, when she heard what Jiang Changxi and his wife had done, Ms. Jiang was not in a good mood. I struggled for a long time, but she was still not as good as Jiang San and was compared to others.
Mrs. Jiang looked at Jiang Changxi resentfully: "Why didn't you tell me?"
Could it be that I can do worse than Jiang Changxi? I am just short-sighted and didn't expect that I could still do this.
Jiang Changxi glanced at Mrs. Jiang: "Even if I told you, there will still be bricks or tiles on your house if you have thatch."
Where did Jiang Er Niang's village come from? Most of the servants in her village still live in huts.
Therefore, Jiang Changxi choked back one sentence, which was incomparable to Jiang San.
This is something Jiang Erniang only noticed after looking at Jiang Changxi's village. She didn't have time to improve it for her subordinates.
But no, Jiang Changxi didn't have these things. What could she do to help her neighbors like this?
Jiang Changxi looked at Jiang Er's face with embarrassment, but he couldn't continue to push her: "I just happen to have these things at home, it's just a coincidence."
Who asked Jiang Changxi to have his own brick and tile workshop in Zhuangzi? This is not like comfort, but more like a disgrace.
Just such a sentence made Mrs. Jiang feel aggrieved: "You are just trying to seduce me. You haven't even taken care of your own village yet, and you are still going out to make trouble."
Jiang Changxi really didn't mean this. It's rare that Jiang Er could think of this. Jiang Er could be considered serious.
Jiang Changxi: "You said this yourself, I didn't say anything. Besides your own Zhuangzi, why should I think about this? I'm not busy with my own."
Mrs. Jiang was upset: "That's what you think."
That's what happened, but you can't say, Jiang Changxi: "Why do you have to rely on me to do this?" Why do you look at this man like a piece of porcelain?
Mrs. Jiang: "Ahem, I'm not relying on you for anything, but I'm too embarrassed to ask you for a brick-making master, so what? Otherwise, I'll have someone go to your village to get some bricks and tiles back, and I'll
Just do some repairs in the Zhuangzi."
Jiang Changxi stared at Mrs. Jiang. She turned out to be a bargain hunter, but she had the nerve to come over and find fault with her: "What about your face? What about your face? Why do you have the nerve to say it?"
Mrs. Jiang took it as a matter of course: "If I want a brick and tile master from you, don't I want to make money with you? Naturally I am embarrassed to ask for such a thing. Isn't this just asking for some ready-made bricks and tiles?"
The look on his face made Jiang Changxi want to kick him out.
Jiang Changxi had never seen someone settle accounts like this. He had mastered shamelessness, but suddenly found that he had fallen behind in the art of shamelessness, and it seemed that he had to catch up.
With all these shameless people around me, I feel like I'm looking for someone who is simple and unpretentious.
Jiang Er, the shameless man, was impatient now: "Let me know if it's going to work or not."
Jiang Changxi snorted coldly, "Go ahead and dream about your spring and autumn dreams. I'm not your mother. Do I owe you what I deserve or what I owe you?"
Mrs. Jiang was cruel and gritted her teeth: "I don't have any money. I have saved it for my eldest sister to prepare a dowry. How about this, I will give my eldest sister to you for two days to play with."
Jiang Changxi's nose was crooked with anger, and he felt sorry for his niece: "Are you such a mother-in-law?"
Mrs. Jiang: "What should I do? Who makes you so stingy? It's just bricks and tiles."
Jiang Changxi pointed at Mrs. Jiang's nose and was so angry that she didn't know what to say.
Mrs. Jiang took the little girl from the wet nurse's hands and stuffed it into Jiang Changxi's arms, and then said: "It's settled, I'll come to pick up my eldest sister in two days, please take care of it carefully, don't...
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If Jiang Changxi hadn't noticed that Mrs. Jiang was holding the child in a wrong posture, and if Jiang Changxi hadn't been afraid that she couldn't control the strength of holding the child and hurt her niece, Jiang Changxi would definitely not have allowed Mrs. Jiang's evil plan to succeed.