A few days later, Li Jian followed Chen Ke's instructions and went to the county government office with a generous gift to ask for an audience. However, Song Daling showed strong displeasure at his attempt to read the documents and walked away on the spot, making him panic and uneasy.[]
Perhaps for the sake of fifty taels of silver, after tea time, another official sent a message, saying that he had no time to find the document for him today, and asked him to come back and see it in three days.
Three days later, Li Jian arrived as promised. This time he did not see Song Daling, but the county's Lu Ya Si showed him the transfer document issued by the Yizhou Road Transfer Envoy, which clearly stated:
It is clear that Qingshen Huangjiao Liquor was listed as a tribute. Every September, the transfer envoy Si He bought one hundred barrels of raw wine, and each barrel was paid at the rate of five guans.
Seeing the seal of the transfer envoy Si Tonghong on it, Li Jian's last bit of luck was shattered. He left the Yamen in despair, described what he saw Wen Yi to Chen Ke, and then said with tears in his eyes: "Sanlang, let's agree."
Come on, this is really an order from the imperial court, you won’t win if you sue..."
"..." Chen Ke frowned for a long time and then said: "You know, my father worked as a clerk in the county government. I asked him that day that the management of documents in the county government was really in such a mess. How could he find a job as a transfer agent?
Does it take three days for the Secretary's transfer of documents? Guess what he said."
"What did you say?"
"He laughed and said that if it was a document from ten years ago, it might take three days to find it. But there may be three to five documents that come directly from the transfer department in a year, and they are all collected in the drawer by the commander himself.
Here, you can check it at any time." Chen Ke said solemnly: "Why didn't you take it out at that time, but only granted it to you three days later?"
"Sanlang, stop being suspicious." Li Jian was completely discouraged: "The red seal of the transfer envoy's office cannot be faked!"
"Can't it be fake?" Chen Ke slowly shook his head.
"God, you must be crazy." Li Jian shook his head desperately and said, "I don't dare to go crazy like you."
After saying a few words, Chen Ke stood up to see off the guests.
When he came back, he sat on the stone lock in the front yard and was lost in thought. At present, the Chen family's daily income mainly includes four... Huangjiao Winery, which brings in nearly one million yuan every year, and Laifu Restaurant, which brings in seven to eight million yuan.
, the Lianhua Charcoal Farm, which costs 20,000 to 300,000 yuan, and the charcoal farm, which is still in the expansion stage and can only bring in an income of 70,000 to 80,000 yuan a year.
The annual income of two million yuan is enough for the Chen family and his son to live a life that is envied by everyone. Chen Ke is also relatively satisfied with the current situation and can concentrate on studying without any distractions to find a good future for the future.
Who would have thought that if something like this happened, if he really accepted his fate like Li Jian, not only would his family's income be halved, but he would also be unable to swallow his breath!
If it were a later generation, he might not be able to swallow it, but he would have to swallow it, but this is the Song Dynasty, is there no room for reasoning?!
In the final analysis, he still has the slightest hope for this era that gave birth to Fan Zhongyan, Bao Zheng, Sima Guang, Ouyang Xiu, Wang Anshi, Su Shi... He firmly believes that a dark country that only knows how to exploit the people cannot breed.
There are so many gentlemen with sound personalities!
If the rule of a king who is famous for his kindness is no different from that of later generations, then China's five thousand years of history is a complete scam!
"I hope all reactionaries are paper tigers..." Chen Ke whispered to himself. He was determined to see if there was any truth in this world!
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It's April in the blink of an eye, Qingshen East Gate Pier.
Compared with the last time he came here, the scene Su Xun saw was completely different.
At the beginning of the seventh year of Qingli, the government and the wharf contractors spent a lot of money to lay more than 7,000 wooden piles on the soft soil of the riverside tidal flat and built this 100-foot-large wharf. The construction of this wharf greatly increased the importance of Qingshen -
- Qingshen is originally an important channel from central Sichuan to Leshan, Kuizhou and the vast areas south of the Yangtze River via waterways. It is also located in the regional center of two states, three counties and Jiuxiang. Once the infrastructure is built, it will naturally become an important transportation hub.
In Su Xun's memory, there was only a trestle here, and only three or five ships were docked. But when he saw the huge pier, there were many masts and masts, merchants gathered, and mountains of goods, it was a bustling scene. He couldn't help but sigh: "It's even better than the one in Meishan."
The pier is even better.”
"I'm afraid that my husband's plan will come to nothing. Looking at the prosperity of Qingshen, the cost will not be smaller than that of Meishan." Mrs. Cheng smiled softly. She wore a well-tailored lake blue jacket, which was very big.
Fang Fang's bare face... In this era, Neo-Confucianism had not yet been born, and it was as natural for a woman to show up in public as to wear clothes. However, there are also some Taoists who require their women to cover their heads when going out. This kind of perverted monopoly
Desire is naturally ridiculed by society and is far from becoming mainstream.
Girls from Sichuan who have a strong nature will only cover their faces with a hijab to protect themselves from the sun in summer and wind in winter. On a warm and balmy spring day like this, even if you go all over Sichuan, you will not find anyone wearing a hijab.
Behind them stood two pairs of children. The brothers and sisters were looking curiously at the strange devices on the dock. Workers used these devices to load and unload heavy containers between the dock and the cargo ship. It looked like,
It seems to save effort and time.
"Second brother, what is this?" Su Xiaomei, wearing a light pink skirt, with a pair of big and lively eyes, asked with outstretched onion-like fingers. Her voice was as pleasant as the jingle of spring water, and she was obviously fully recovered.
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"The shape is very similar to a tangerine, and also like a pulley." Su Shi stared at the operation of the machine, trying to discern some clues: "It should be based on the principle of 'rope system' mentioned in the "Mo Jing"."
The so-called 'rope system' is the pulley principle: "Uncle Tong, what do you think?"
"That's it." Su Zhe had read it once before, and naturally thought more deeply: "But it is easier to know than to do. If you can apply these principles in the book to actual work, the effect is so good. This person can apply what he has learned.
His ability is too strong.”
"I have never seen this device at Meishan Pier. It probably only appeared in recent years and has not yet spread." Su Shi said with determination: "I think it was probably created by Chen Laosan."
"I have never seen my second brother submissive to someone like this." The younger sister giggled and said, "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, just settle on him."
"Hehe, if you don't believe it, let's make a bet." Su Shi said with a smile.
While they were talking, the ship docked at the dock, and Su Shi immediately asked the dock workers that this device was called a "crane" and was designed by Saburo Chen.
Su Shi came back proudly, and just wanted to show off to his sister. But his father gave him a shudder: "He ran around as soon as he got off the boat, and he didn't know how to help move things!" Although he only brought the necessary books and clothes, he daily
Supplies, but after all, it was a family of six moving, and they packed more than a dozen boxes.
The "crane" at the pier was not responsible for loading and unloading passengers' luggage, so Su Xun had to find a coachman at the pier and ask him to help with the unloading. Naturally, he had to bargain a lot.
"There are so many boxes that can't fit in one cart." The coachman was in trouble and said, "Where are you going?"
"Let's help find an inn first."
"Oh, you must be seeking relatives." The coachman smiled and said, "I wonder who the official's relatives are."
"Uh... my surname is Chen." Su Xun hesitated and said.
"Are you from Chen Daguan who lives on Wenxing Street?" The coachman suddenly became more energetic.
"Yes." Su Xun also didn't expect that the only permanent residents in the entire county were Chen Xiliang's family named Chen.
"We need to report home early in the future," the coachman immediately became enthusiastic. He whistled and summoned two large cars. Without the Su family's intervention, the Su family and his son quickly loaded the luggage into the cars.
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Just as I was loading the car and about to leave, there was a sudden shouting from behind: "Auntie, auntie. Little sister, little sister!"
The Su family brothers and sisters were chatting and laughing. When they heard this voice, they all turned around and saw four young men in brocade clothes standing on a newly arrived boat. Two of them were waving their hands and shouting.
The younger sister sighed and said, "Why do these idiots follow us wherever we go?"
"Don't say that." Mrs. Cheng smiled and said, "Zhiyuan and the others also come to Qingshen to study, so they will run into each other sooner or later."
"The later we meet, the better." The little girl pouted.
"Cousin, I didn't expect to meet you here, what a coincidence!" Su Zhe and Banniang both had unnatural expressions. Only Su Shi greeted his cousins with a smile.
"Yes, what a coincidence." A well-dressed young man with a face like a rich man waved his folding fan while Shi Shiran got off the boat. Su Shi, Su Xun, and Chen Ke were all good-looking, but compared with him
, I realized that the gap between ordinary handsome guys and real handsome men is not that big.
This young man is Cheng Zhicai, the eldest son of Cheng, with the courtesy name Zhengfu. He walked gracefully to Mrs. Cheng, bowed in salute and said, "My nephew pays homage to my aunt and uncle."
"Hmm..." Su Xun just hummed. This was not directed at him, but for everyone.
"Masuke, are you bringing your brothers to school?" Mrs. Cheng was naturally affectionate when she saw her nephew and future son-in-law.
"Yes, aunt." Cheng Zhicai said fluently: "My nephew wanted to participate in this year's talent promotion ceremony, but my father was very strict and said that I don't know enough and I still need to work hard." After a pause, he continued:
"I heard that Mr. Wang from Zhongyan Academy was a provincial scholar. He was very knowledgeable and had studied for many years. He was also very close to Ouyang Yongshu and Mei Shengyu. So my father asked me to study with him for a few years.
I’ll be sure of it for the next big competition.”
Mrs. Cheng only asked him one question, but he introduced the cause and effect in detail, sounding very sincere. However, Su Xiaomei quickly stuck out her tongue without noticing, and immediately returned to her ladylike appearance.
I'm not in a good state tonight. I've been feeling sleepy. Please forgive me. I'll post the chapter later tomorrow morning. The monk needs to catch up on his sleep...
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