(I was tired of typing yesterday, so I hurriedly joined the group and took a quick look, and saw someone saying that the situation on next week's list will be grim. I asked blankly, but didn't answer, so I immersed myself in typing and ignored it. I won't know until I look at the list today. , it turns out that Tang Sanshao’s new book is out of the blue. Let’s vote for recommendations. How about I go poke his flowers? ^_^)
Ding Chengzong walked around the village and returned to Ding's Mansion without much interest. As soon as he entered the gate, he saw a man standing there with a troubled face and bowing to Yan Jiu. Seeing that the man's clothes were not like those of the people in the house, Ding Chengzong He waved his hand and signaled the bearer to come over.
When he got closer, Ding Chengzong asked, "What's going on?"
As soon as Yan Jiu saw him, he hurriedly came forward, crossed his hands and saluted, "Young Master, this man is sent by the Ye family's car dealer. He is a newbie and does not know the rules. He dare not trouble the young master..."
Ding Chengzong smiled faintly and asked again: "What's the matter?" This time his tone was a little serious.
Yan Jiu was suffocated and didn't dare to prevaricate any more. Ding Chengzong often walked outside, so the man recognized him, so he stepped forward, bowed his head, and said in a low voice: "I've met Mr. Ding. I'm from the Ye family car dealership." I am on my way to send a few letters to your residence. One of them, the guest officer specifically specified that it should be handed over to me, so I don’t dare to hand it over to Yan Da, who violates the rules."
Ding Chengzong frowned. The Ye family car dealership has many branches in the northwest region. They not only transport people and goods, but also carry letters for the people. This is their business scope. Those who can exchange letters with the Ding family are not Close relatives and friends are business partners. It is true that Yan Jiu has always handled the correspondence. I don't know who wrote this letter and specified who it should be delivered to.
He opened his mouth and asked: "Where is the letter and who should it be given to?"
The clerk from Ye's Automobile Dealership said: "I don't know who the gentleman who wrote the letter is. This letter was sent from the Guangyuan branch of our dealership. I paid extra postage and stated that it must be delivered to Ding Hao himself in your mansion." But I don’t know, who is this Ding Hao from your mansion?"
Ding Chengzong was a little surprised. He was a little startled, and then he smiled and said: "Oh, Ding Hao, that's also a steward of this mansion. He has been ordered by the state government to take people to dig rivers and build canals. Please give this letter to me." How am I doing? I will send someone to send it to him."
The weight of Young Master Ding's words is naturally different from that of Yan Jiu. Furthermore, Young Master Ding is a heroic figure in the business world. After hesitating, the man smiled and said: "Originally this is against the rules, but Mr. Ding still can't believe it?"
He glanced at Yan Jiu, not wanting to offend him, and then said: "Actually, Mr. Yan Jiu is trustworthy, but he has specified that it will be handed over to me, so I don't dare to make random decisions. Since Manager Ding is not here In the house, then... there is Mr. Lao."
Ding Chengzong took the letter with a smile, signed and stamped on his signature book, then waved his hand, and the sedan went straight to the inner house. Yan Jiu stood beside him with a smile. When Ding Chengzong's sedan went away, he slowly raised his head. He spit hard.
Ding Chengzong returned to his room, put the letter on the table, stared at it blankly, and reached out to touch it from time to time, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
Lu Xiangwu asked someone to make hot tea, put the cup and plate on the desk, poured him a cup, and said softly: "My lord, why are you so embarrassed?"
She glanced at the letter lightly, pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Do you believe this... just send Xue Liang to Ding Hao."
Ding Chengzong nodded, shook his head, stretched out his hand to touch the tea, and suddenly retracted it. After pondering for a moment, he picked up the letter and slowly tore open the seal. Lu Xiangwu's charming eyes suddenly widened and he stretched out his hand.
Covering her cherry-like mouth, she looked at her husband in surprise.
Ding Chengzong did not raise his eyelids, but slowly tore open the envelope, carefully placed the seal on the table, then unfolded the letter and started reading. Lu Xiangwu couldn't help being curious and wanted to go over to take a look at the content, but he didn't dare.
Sitting across from me, I looked at my husband's face.
However, Ding Chengzong was quite like his father. He was deep in the city and could not express his emotions or anger. From his face, you could not tell any clues. Ding Chengzong read the letter in a hurry, covered the paper, closed his eyes, and thought.
The god was deep in thought. Lu Xiangwu did not dare to disturb him and just sat quietly aside.
After pondering for a while, Ding Chengzong opened the letter, read it from beginning to end again, and suddenly ordered: "Bring a fire candle."
Lu Xiangwu was surprised and said: "Guanren."
"Bring a candle!" Ding Chengzong gave her a stern look. Lu Xiangwu didn't dare to say anything anymore. She stood up obediently, lit a candle and held it on the case. Ding Chengzong lit the letter with the candle.
"Officer..." Lu Xiangwu called out, but didn't know what to say.
Ding Chengzong shook off the ashes in his hands, showed a wry smile on his face, and said sadly: "Wu'er, this is my husband... It's the first time in my life that I have failed someone..."
"Officer..." Lu Xiangwu wanted to comfort him, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't form the words.
Ding Chengzong's eyes became moist and he whispered to himself: "A tree can thrive only if its roots are deep. If one root rots and there is no other living root to support it, no matter how prosperous the tree is... it will collapse if the wind blows."
.I did this for my husband, not for myself, I just wanted to leave a chance for this big tree to live. I hope...he can understand my painstaking efforts..."
Lu Xiangwu couldn't help but said: "Official, who wrote the letter... and what did it say?"
Ding Chengzong shook his head, lay down sideways on the bamboo pillow, and said tiredly: "Don't ask any more questions, I'm tired and I need to take a rest."
"Yes!" Lu Xiangwu lowered her head politely, raised her head again and gave her husband a forced smile. Yingying stood up, put a thin blanket on him, and quietly left...
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The river built by Bazhou Prefecture is twenty miles away from Dingjiazhuang. It passes through Dingjiazhuang's fields and is connected with several small rivers that often dry up in the crisscross of the road. With this big river, unless nine years out of ten
Generally speaking, if a severe drought occurs, the nearby fields can be irrigated. Farmers know the importance of water sources best, especially those in the northwest. Therefore, the strong men of these farmers are enthusiastic about building this river that is closely related to their own interests.
Still very high.
When we arrived at the place where the canal route was delineated, water conservancy officials from the state government came with a group of petty officials to inspect the canal route and showed them the canal route. The section of the river that Dingjiazhuang is responsible for is not short. According to the more than 100
According to the manpower calculation, this section of the river will be completed in about a month.
In the northwest region, there are many marching tents in the official warehouses. A group of them were allocated, and people from the government taught them to bury stakes and set up tents on the ground. As for the food, they brought two from the Ding family.
The car will be deducted from it when you turn in the grain tax.
The first day was spent setting up tents, digging stoves, burying pots, and surveying routes. They brought vegetables, and several cooks picked some wild vegetables from the nearby low hillsides to match them.
, the food is not bad either.
There was also a dilapidated mountain temple on the low hillside. After seeing it, Zhen Baozheng told Ding Hao that in the future there would be a big river here, so he might as well renovate the mountain temple and turn it into a Dragon King Temple to bless the countryside with good weather and abundant water.
Zhen Baozheng proposed to build a mountain temple, naturally he wanted to get benefits from it. Ding Hao was the steward of Ding Mansion and a popular person in front of Master Ding. He told him that he wanted him to encourage Master Ding to nod. Ding Hao planned to finish the construction.
Hequ, in about a month, he would be flying far away, so he didn't care about it, so he just agreed with a smile and said vaguely that he would talk to the master later. If the master agreed, he would not bother Zhen anymore.
Baozheng took the lead, and Zhen Baozheng was elated after hearing this, and showed some affection toward Ding Hao.
After coaxing Zhen Baozheng to leave in a hurry, Ding Hao subconsciously looked for Luo Dong'er again. He looked up and saw that another stove pit had just been dug in the evening. Just now, he saw Luo Dong'er squatting there and busy cooking. Suddenly,
The whereabouts are unknown.
Ding Hao couldn't help but wonder: "He was still there just now, where is the person?"