It was noon, and the smoke from the village was rising lazily, and the snow falling on the chimney was also melted by the smoke, revealing the black chimney.
Looking at the squealing and disappearing naughty child, Zhu Ping'an smiled and shook his head, then turned over and dismounted, led the horse into the village, and made a "crack-crack-crack" sound when stepping on the snow.
This village is not as large as Xiahe Village, with only about thirty or forty households. Zhu Pingan led the horse and walked along the narrow path of the village. He found a house where the snow had been swept away and knocked on the door.
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"Who?"
There was a sound of footsteps in the yard, and a man's voice asked from the yard, his voice was deep and rough.
Zhu Pingan patted the snow on his body and replied, "Sorry, I'm a passing student and would like to borrow a bowl of hot water."
As soon as Zhu Pingan finished speaking, the courtyard door was opened, and a strong, dark-skinned, rough man appeared at the door. His clothes were simple and shabby, and his shoes were stained with mud.
"Excuse me." Zhu Ping'an cupped his hands slightly, with kindness on his face.
"No, it's nothing." The dark-skinned man was a little overwhelmed by Zhu Ping'an's hand. He scratched his head and said, "If you don't mind, let's have a casual meal together. The child is just fine."
The rice is cooked."
"Thank you, brother. I won't bother you." Zhu Pingan thanked him again.
The dark-skinned man, about thirty years old, helped Zhu Ping'an tie the horse to the cowshed, and filled a broken basin with the cow's fodder for the black horse.
It can be seen that this is a simple and kind-hearted family.
However, this dark-skinned man seems to have a disability in his left foot and walks with a limp. It is not clear whether it is a congenital disability or a recent injury to his legs and feet. But the man seems to be very calm about his legs and does not hide anything about his face.
They all have a positive look.
The children at home were curious about the visitor, and quietly poked their heads out of the house to see what the visitor looked like.
Unexpectedly, when he looked at Zhu Pingan, the child felt bad. He shivered, pointed at Zhu Pingan and shouted, "The monster is coming."
"You kid, what are you talking about?" A woman's voice came from the room, and then she pulled the child into the room and seemed to give him a lesson. The naughty child was beaten until he screamed.
What a coincidence. When the child was looking at the door just now, Zhu Pingan recognized it. This child was the leader of the "robbery" that stopped him in front of his horse at the entrance of the village.
"This kid is talking nonsense, brother, don't take it to heart, go into the house." The dark-skinned man said something to Zhu Pingan with some embarrassment, and invited Zhu Pingan to go into the house.
The room was a little dark, and it took Zhu Ping'an two or three seconds to get used to the light in the room. The furnishings in the room were very simple, but very clean. There was a hostess in the room who was busy clearing the table. Although she was dressed plainly, she still looked good.
A somewhat handsome man, this dark-skinned man is quite lucky.
Although the hostess was a little bit pretty, it was nothing to Zhu Ping'an who was used to seeing evildoers like Li Shu, a sinister girl. Her heart felt calm.
The man who was observing Zhu Ping'an from the side immediately became very fond of Zhu Ping'an when he saw this.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Sister-in-law." Zhu Pingan slightly arched his hand.
"What's the problem?" The hostess waved her hand nonchalantly.
"He's a harpy."
The naughty kid on the side pointed at Zhu Ping'an and shouted, and he was about to take a dip of boy's urine to kill the demon.
"Why are you so ignorant?" The hostess pulled the naughty child. She was about to pull the naughty child onto her lap and slap her.
"Don't blame him, I said it when I was joking with them at the entrance of the village." Zhu Pingan stopped and explained.
Zhu Ping'an had his own way of dealing with the naughty kid. He took out a handful of dried meat from his pocket and coaxed the naughty kid into calling him brother. As for the harpy, he had already followed a mouthful of dried meat.
I completely forgot about it.
The food of this family is very simple. The dish is home-pickled radish. It tastes good, especially the millet porridge. Zhu Pingan drank two big bowls.
When they were about to finish eating, the door of Hanzi's house was kicked open rudely, and about five or six people came in aggressively, shouting and cursing in the yard.
"Yang Dacheng, get out of here."
"Yang Laizi, come here quickly. The county magistrate will distribute the corvee according to the scale book. It's your turn to repair the Great Wall."
"Hahaha, if you don't want to go, that's fine. I heard your parents are handsome."
When the man who was eating in the room heard this, he put his chopsticks on the table, looked at Zhu Pingan apologetically, and rushed out of the room angrily.
"Don't bully others too much!"
Yang Dacheng came out of the room, grabbed the shovel placed in the corner, and stared angrily.
"Hahaha, Cripple Yang still dares to take action. It seems that he didn't learn enough from the lesson he learned last time."
"What, you don't want the other leg either?".
Yang Dacheng's actions not only failed to intimidate the few people dressed as guards in the yard, but instead made them laugh.
"Hey, what are you talking about? We are all on official business. Don't be so rude and treat each other with courtesy. Do you understand? How many times has the county magistrate said this?"
In the yard, a middle-aged man was preaching to several guards. He was well-dressed and in robes. He seemed to have an unusual status. However, he was too tall to be flattered. He had a mustache and was wretched. He looked like a mature man.
It looks like a smart weasel, and it doesn't look like a good bird at first glance.
"Yes, yes, Huang Chandian taught you a lesson."
Several officers nodded and bowed to this man, as if they were looking at him with a hint of humiliation.
Saving points is a kind of position in the county government. It is not even an official, but it can still be regarded as a prestigious one. Although the county government is inconspicuous, it has all five organs. The daily office of the county government also has officials, households, and rituals.
, soldiers, criminals, and workers in the Liufang. The Liufang is a county-affiliated organization, attached to the left and right sides of the county hall. Each room has one clerk, and its staff are called "Zandian", "Scribe", and "Shu Li".
"Office", "clerk", "subordinate official", etc. Each household has one clerk (also known as "housekeeper") and one clerk, who is in charge of collecting taxes and money, paying grain and paying taxes for the whole county. In addition, the household
Fang is also in charge of the "fish scale album", inventory of money, grain, land, etc., distribution of corvee, etc.
Although the county magistrate has great power and has officials to assist in handling official affairs, it is difficult to do the job due to the small number of people and the complexity of the affairs. Therefore, it is officially handled by the six-room subordinate staff, who actually take over all the things and powers of the yamen, although other officials
There are no legal provisions on the staffing establishment, nor are salaries paid from the national treasury, but in fact they have become a fixed office within the county government and are recognized by the court. Since these personnel have no salary, they still have real power, so they do everything possible to use their power.
, levying excessive taxes, demanding and accepting bribes, and enriching one's own pockets.
This Huang Chandian is a member of Hufang, that is, a staff member. The reason why Huang Chandian was able to get such a position is because he himself is a scholar, and it is precisely because of his status as a scholar, so
In addition to the household book, he is the only person in the household.
Most of those who have read many books about sages cannot become sages.
Since I entered the lucrative job of household housing, my little life has been much more fulfilling, and my personal hobbies have also been fully utilized.
In fact, Huang Chandian didn't have many hobbies. He only had two hobbies. One was to help others keep money, and the other was to help others take care of their women.
It's not enough to refuse to help. I'm a very particular person, so don't be polite to me, or I won't be polite to you. (To be continued...)
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