Zhang Heng's appointment as temple minister was very simple.
It was so simple that it lasted for several days until the Beihou Mansion started construction in Huwang Town. When the nearby villagers asked, they learned about it from the county officials who helped.
certainly.
What is going on in Zhibei Hou Mansion and who is the new Miao Zhu.
Talk about it.
It has little to do with ordinary people.
What it was like before will be what it is in the future. No matter who comes, just kowtow and shout long live.
The only thing that touched me a lot.
On the contrary, it is the Zhang family.
This is not the case.
Father Zhang is leading Brother Zhang to build a new house for the old Song family in the next village.
Get to work.
I heard a group of people discussing that 200 acres of land had been opened in the town and they were going to build it up to Beihou Mansion.
Who is Zhibeihou?
A bunch of rough guys, I’ve never heard of them.
You ask me, I ask him, and in the end it became clear that it was the Hushan God who died in the battle. To show the emperor's great kindness, the court made the little mountain god the Marquis of the North.
Let’s talk again.
The position of the mountain god of the Hushan God has also fallen to the little mountain god.
What’s even more fun is that the newly appointed Xiao Miao Zhu is also a half-year-old child and is no taller than a wheel.
"Wheels high!"
Brother Zhang is carrying wood.
It was so dangling that the wood in my hand almost hit my feet.
He is familiar with the little mountain god.
When I stayed at his house before, I could eat more food than piglets.
The little Miao Zhu, no taller than a wheel, became more familiar the moment he heard it. If it hadn't been for his fourth brother, he would have eaten the wood off his hand.
"Dad, I have a stomachache. Let me go home and ask my mother to make some ginger water to drink."
Brother Zhang changed his eyes.
No matter how Zhang's father greeted him, he put down the wood and ran back.
...
"Zhang Heng."
Zhenbei.
Zhang Hengzheng was watching the powerful men building palaces and pavilions.
The dust was flying and he heard someone calling him from behind.
"Second brother?"
Look back.
The person who came was wearing short linen clothes and a pair of dirty straw sandals on his feet. He was not Brother Zhang.
"Fourth brother, it's really you!"
Meet Zhang Heng.
Brother Zhang turned his eyes, sat on the ground and cried loudly: "My miserable father, miserable mother, miserable third sister, you have such a miserable life."
Well...
Zhang Heng looked confused: "Second brother, what kind of thing are you doing? Why are you crying?"
Hear Zhang Heng's words.
Brother Zhang got up on his hands and knees: "The new temple blessing of Tiger Temple, is it you?"
Zhang Heng nodded slightly.
Brother Zhang slapped his thigh, anxious and angry: "Well, you are the fourth child. You usually have a lot of clever ideas at home, that's all. You can't write two in one sentence, but now you are on a high branch.
When you become a golden phoenix, you no longer recognize your poor background."
Zhang Heng was completely baffled.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Brother Zhang became more confident and asked: "My father is over fifty and is still working for others, carrying wood. You and I, the second brother, are also in our prime years. In order to make a living for the family, we can only
Do hard work with others.”
"It's okay if you don't pity your father and brother."
"The third sister in the family is the best to you. Even if she has a bite to eat, she won't be able to eat it herself. She insists on keeping it for you."
"It's better for you to fly to a high branch and not even report the good news to your family. The third sister is still talking about you all day long, will you be bullied outside? I can't worry about you. How can there be such a ruthless and unjust person like you in the world.
"
silence.
Zhang Heng didn't speak for a long time.
After a while, he asked Brother Zhang: "What are you here to do?"
"hey-hey..."
Second brother Zhang rubbed his hands: "Fourth brother, please arrange a job. Carrying wood is too tiring."
"A lot of nonsense." Zhang Heng called the clerk and ordered: "Bring him two ingots of silver. Aren't those hard laborers noisy and out of wine and unable to exert their strength? Let him buy a car and wine and come back.
To quench everyone’s thirst.”
"Yes, Master Miaozhu."
All the civil servants were sent by the county government.
Wearing a black-soled bunt with red stripes and a pair of cloth boots, he looks very heroic.
"Go and come back quickly."
He gave two ingots of silver to Brother Zhang, but also warned him: "If it doesn't work, let the owner of the wine shop come with him, and he won't be short of wine money."
"Hey, I'll go right away."
Brother Zhang ran away in a hurry.
Two ingots of silver, say twenty taels at least.
After this trip, if he didn't leave two roast chickens, his surname would not be Zhang.
Think of a greasy chicken butt.
Brother Zhang's waist is no longer sore and his legs are no longer weak. He really has hope in his heart.
"I have a lot of things to do these days."
"He's a visitor from the imperial court, and he's building the Beihou Mansion and renovating the temple. He hasn't been home for a few days, but he's forgotten about his family affairs."
Watching Brother Zhang's back.
Zhang Heng found Hu Mengmeng and told her: "When the Beihou Mansion is built in the future, chefs, servants, and guards will be indispensable."
"At the temple, I will also be responsible for the blessings. At the Beihou Mansion, I plan to let my father be the housekeeper, and my mother will be responsible for the kitchen and servants. What do you think?"
Hu Mengmeng has not forgotten the third sister, and asked eagerly: "Where is the third sister?"
"The third sister is getting married."
Zhang Heng actually didn't forget about the third sister: "I'm going to arrange her marriage to the second brother of the Zhu family later. Once that's done, I'll give them some money to open a restaurant in the town. They'll live close by and can go back and forth easily."
It’s convenient. Speaking of which, if you have your own shop and business, you’ll have nothing to worry about for the rest of your life.”
Hu Mengmeng didn't understand this very well, so she nodded subconsciously and said, "It's better to live close by."
Zhang Heng nodded.
As for what will happen to Brother Zhang in the future, he didn't say anything.
Because he didn't think it through.
Although he had to provide some money, it would not be difficult to open a shop for Brother Zhang.
The difficult part is his character who likes to cheat and cheat. What kind of shop can last for a long time?
Just open a coffin shop for him.
I guess I could save half an inch of wood. How could I do such an immoral thing?
It's easy to arrange things here in the Hou Mansion.
As a person, we can arrange it casually.
It's just that Zhang Heng was too lazy to see him.
After thinking about it, I might as well not be hung up on it for now.
After letting him relax for a few days, he turned around and asked Magistrate Zhao if there was any shortage of people.
If possible.
Find him a position as a prison chief or an agent.
The level does not need to be too high.
Just patrolling the streets with a stick.
Up to the sky.
You don't get paid for the noodles, but you also have to make a few fried dough sticks.
Thinking about it, nothing much could go wrong.
As for everything else.
The greed of the human heart will never end.
Some people want to eat a hundred chicken tongues in one meal to talk about wealth. What does wealth mean?
The old Zhang family has been digging in the soil for generations.
In Zhang Heng's view, it is already a good life for everyone to have enough food and clothing and have enough money.
He is also a face-conscious person.
It can't really be what some lousy old ladies say.
He is the son-in-law of the old mountain god. Now the old mountain god has gone, leaving only a young one who is coaxed around by him.
How long do you want to stay?
Even the statues in the temple must be moved down and replaced with his own.
This is outrageous.
Zhang Heng traveled all over the country for many years.
He is not a vicious person.
Why did you bully Hu Mengmeng when he was young? In the future, he would drive out the little mountain god, occupy the prince's mansion and temple, and marry more than ten concubines. Hu Mengmeng was attracted to complain to the emperor.
Reading is just like listening to storytelling too much.
Hey yo.
Hey yo, hey yo...
The hard laborers were in full swing, building the prince's mansion and temples.
In a blink of an eye.
Three months have passed.
With the first snow of winter.
The Beihou Mansion was also successfully completed.
At a glance, the palaces and palaces inside are beautifully built.
Look again.
Surrounded by rockeries, fake waters, and gardens, it is truly a fairyland on earth.
Where is Zhang Heng?
It's not busy anymore.
After explaining what I was doing, I hugged Hu Mengmeng and sat on a specially built pulley, pulled by five dogs, and was walking through the snowy forest on my way to the mountain village.
"Where did the barking dog come from?"
Xiashan Village.
The third sister is clearing the snow in front of the door.
As I kept sweeping, I could hear chickens and dogs jumping in the distance.
"Little brother!"
Take a closer look.
A group of big dogs pulled a small car without wheels and were barking and running towards this direction.
And the kid sitting in the car, wearing a tiger hat, who else could it be if he wasn't Zhang Heng.
"Brother, it's really you!"
The third sister came forward with a face of joy.
He didn't dare to get close, because he was afraid of those big dogs, so he could only smile from a distance: "Where did you get this hat? It's so childish."
"childish!"
Zhang Heng touched the hat on his head.
The tiger hat is a little childish for a normal eight-year-old child, but it is just right for an old monster like him who has a mental age of more than a thousand years but looks only eight years old.
Whoever saw it wouldn't say he's a pervert.
How is this childish?
The third sister really doesn't have any sense of aesthetics.
"Little brother..."
I saw Zhang Heng coming down.
The third sister quickly came up and kissed him on the face: "It snowed all night last night, and I was thinking about you this morning. I didn't expect you to come."
"The third sister is getting more and more beautiful."
Zhang Heng straightened his hat and took out Hu Mengmeng who was sleeping soundly in the sheepskin blanket: "No wonder the magpies have been chirping in the past two days. This is because my old Zhang family is about to have a happy event."
"Third sister dares to make fun of you, I'll give you a beating."
The third sister rolled her eyes at Zhang Heng.
But she was reluctant to hit him, and instead hugged Hu Mengmeng: "He loves sleeping so much, no wonder the little mountain god looks fatter than Xia Tian."
"I brought a leg of lamb, cloth, tea, and some pastries in the car."
Zhang Heng did not give Hu Mengmeng to the third sister: "Third sister, take those. Mengmeng has been training every day for the past few months, eating a lot and growing fast. I'm afraid you can't hold her anymore."
"Nonsense."
"You can hug me, how can I not be able to hug you?"
The third sister didn't believe it, and just thought Zhang Heng was too lazy to pick up the things, so she went to pull the leg of lamb and asked: "How is it at the Hou Mansion? Last time I went to the market with your second brother Zhu, we took a look from a distance.
It’s really impressive.”
"It's almost built." Zhang Heng also smiled with a smile on his face: "If you want to go, you can go there anytime, just like at home. You can play whatever you want, but it's not fun now. When the ice and snow melt next spring, you will know what it means.
It’s a water garden.”
"Water garden?"
The third sister was stunned.
With her poor knowledge, she could not even imagine what a water garden looked like.
After all, she is just a country girl who has never seen the world.
Not only did he lose his smile for a while, but he also felt a little inferior: "When Wang Miaozhu was still there, I often stood at the door of Wang's house and looked inside, imagining what it was like inside."
"The result is that in my dreams, I have never entered the Wang family's mansion."
"Speaking of which, the Wang family's mansion is already one of the deep-walled courtyards with a radius of a hundred miles."
"But this house is not even one-tenth of the size of the Beihou Mansion. This is not the place I should go."
Zhang Heng was a little bit dumbfounded: "What did the third sister say? If you and Brother Zhu are childhood sweethearts, or if you want to marry a prince, I will be the one who wants to marry the prince. If you don't believe it, if Brother Zhu comes back later, you can do it."
If he drives him away, see if I can make you a princess."
"Bah, bah, bah..."
The third sister was quite sad at first.
Hearing Zhang Heng make fun of Brother Zhu, he immediately raised his eyebrows proudly: "What princess? Brother Zhu and I have been childhood sweethearts, and I wouldn't even care to be his baby mother."
Zhang Heng couldn't help laughing.
Look at the shy third sister, and then look at Hu Mengmeng in her arms.
Whoosh...
A wave of hands.
He directly threw Hu Mengmeng into the snow.
"Ouch..."
The little tiger was sleeping soundly.
Not knowing what was happening, he plunged into the snowdrift.
Shake his head.
I was about to shout a few more times to vent my dissatisfaction to Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng laughed and said, "Mengmeng, look who this is."
The little tiger raised his head.
The next second.
The gesture of showing teeth was replaced by joy, and the tone of voice was full of joy: "Third sister, give me a hug..."