When he heard that Wang Xian had arrived, Li Sancai rushed out to greet him. Hearing that he was here to adopt a girl, Li Sancai patted his chest and said, "I'll keep it with my brother!" and went out to pick someone for him in person.
"Why does he look like an old bustard?" Wu Wei, who came with him and was also on an adoption mission, muttered in a low voice.
"That's because you are not pure in heart." Wang Xian said with a smile: "Like me, I just want to find someone who can do laundry and cook, but I don't feel like you."
"Alas, you are still a boy, sir..." Qin Shou, who was standing behind him, chuckled.
"Ahem..." Wang Xian coughed twice in embarrassment, undoubtedly acquiescing. He must admit that because he and Sister Lin are still brother and sister...
"No wonder." Qin Shou said with a smile: "But I just picked a thin horse and went back to train it slowly. After two years, the adults will eat meat, and it will be ready to enjoy."
"Skinny horse?" Wu Wei said with wide eyes: "What we want to adopt is a human, not a horse."
"Hey, Ling Shi doesn't even know how to be thin?" Li Sancai walked in and said with a smile: "That's what they say over there in Yangzhou. Over there, people buy girls from poor families and teach them how to please.
, when it grows up, it can be used for personal use or sold. Because poor girls are often thin and weak, the name 'skinny horse' comes from this."
After speaking, he pointed to the dozen girls standing behind him and said, "The best girls in the bureau are all here right now."
"Ahem." Wu Weijin blushed and whispered: "I'm just going to adopt two, why do you need so many?"
"Take your pick." Li Sancai smiled and said, "Let's see which one you like. Even if you are raising a daughter, you still have to pick the one you like."
"They are all the same..." Wu Wei whispered. "Unkempt hair, sallow complexion..."
"Otherwise, it wouldn't be called a thin horse." Li Sancai smiled and said, "This is like an uncut jade. Whether you can find the treasure or not depends entirely on your vision." He said with a smile to Wang Xian: "You first
please?"
"Yeah." Wang Xian nodded and looked around and was not satisfied. The women from the south of the Yangtze River were thin and small, but they were not as practical as the women from the north. He coughed twice and said, "Which of you can cook?"
The girls were stunned when they heard this. They all thought that they were going to be thin horses, and thin horses don't carry things.
"Actually, my family is short of someone who can do laundry and cooking." Seeing that no one answered, Wang Xian smiled at Li Sancai and said, "Please help me go out and find someone who is rough and tumble..."
The girls all lowered their heads, but they looked down on this person in their hearts. They said in their hearts that we can go to a rich family and enjoy the blessings, so we don't want to go to such a family to suffer hardship...
"I can cook..." Before Li Sancai could answer, a timid voice sounded. Wang Xian took a look and saw a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in tattered clothes, which could not hide her skinny, sallow face.
The big eyes are full of begging.
Wang Xian wanted to say, no, you are too thin. But under the pitiful gaze of this little girl, he really couldn't bear to refuse...
"Jasmine is really lucky," Li Sancai said with a thumbs up: "I can go to a high official's house to enjoy the blessing!"
"Scared..." The girls didn't expect that this young man was actually a 'high official'. Although they didn't know what he did specifically, they must have money and advantages. Otherwise, how could he be called a high official?
"I can do it too!"
"I can cook too!"
Unfortunately, it was already too late. Wang Xian shook his head and signed a contract with Jasmine on the spot. He would work in his house for five years and provide food, clothing and accommodation. After the period, he could go and live on his own.
Looking at this employment contract, Wang Xian secretly sighed that it was so dark and dark that he was not paid. However, he had seen many dirty contracts in the household, as well as the contract of selling oneself as a slave for generations. Where did this go?
The document was made in duplicate. Wang Xian signed and stamped it, and Jasmine took her fingerprints. From then on, within five years, she would be his maid.
Putting the document in his arms, Wang Xian took Jasmine back home.
When she got home, Lin Qing'er saw him bringing back a little beggar, and asked in confusion: "Who is this?"
"This is the girl I picked up from the Salesian Bureau." Wang Xiandao. "She is a little thinner, but she is still the same."
"It's wrong to be picky and picky." Lin Qing'er was a householder. The Lin family had at most a dozen servants and maids, so her experience in this area was far beyond her. After looking at the little girl up and down, she said with certainty:
"This girl is very nice." He asked, "What's your name?"
"My...my name is Jasmine." The little girl said timidly.
"Jasmine, this is a tacky name." Lin Qing'er was obviously more accustomed to superiority and inferiority than Wang Xian, so she smiled at him and said, "Please give me a name from a great poet."
"This is the biggest headache for me." Wang Xian muttered in his heart, the name Qing'er is almost the same as Jasmine.
"Then let's call it Jade Musk deer." Lin Qing'er thought about it and said, "This is the elegant name of Jasmine."
"That doesn't mean anything?" Wang Xian muttered to himself again, and he's not going anywhere, right?
"Thank you, Madam..." The little girl responded obediently.
This sentence made Lin Qing'er's face turn red, and she whispered: "Call me girl, not madam." After a pause, she explained unnecessarily: "You can't call me now..."
"Yes, girl." The little girl nodded obediently.
Lin Qing'er took the jade deer to take a good bath, freshened her up, and asked her to put on her own dress and come out.
Wang Xian took a look and found that she was indeed more pleasing to the eye. Although she was still sallow and thin, she could tell that she was a beautiful woman.
But what Wang Xian is most concerned about is still: "Are you really good at cooking?"
"You are really good at it." Yu She nodded and whispered: "When I was at home, I have been cooking for three years..."
"Then don't be stunned..." Wang Xian waved his hand and said to himself that it was indeed the children of the poor who had taken over the family early, and he didn't know if this was considered child labor.
Yu She went to the kitchen to work for a while, and soon several dishes were served, including pumpkin sprouts stir-fried with clear oil, steamed bitter vegetables with flour, shepherd's purse mixed with minced garlic...and a pot of brown rice. Magistrate Wei asked all county officials to take the lead in spending the spring famine.
Eat more vegetables and less grain. As the number one dog leg, Wang Xian naturally has to practice it.
In fact, even if Wei Zhixian did not call for help, Wang Xian would still eat the same food as ordinary people. If he does not understand the difficulties of the people, he will not be able to provide relief.
Of course, he has to suffer more than the common people, because Sister Lin was cooking before...
After eating the rice cooked by Yu She, Wang Xian couldn't help but burst into tears. It couldn't be said that it was delicious. After all, the ingredients were there and she could only cook ordinary farm food. However, Wang Xian still felt like it was dawn.
After dinner, Yu Shek put away the dishes and Lin Qing'er made some scented tea. Just when she was about to talk, someone came and called: "Sir, the fourth master asked you to come over."
"Okay." Wang Xian looked at Sister Lin guiltily, shook her little hand, and hurried to the Yamen.
As soon as he entered the Dianshi Hall, he saw that the courtyard was full of men and women kneeling, their hands tied behind their backs with ropes. Wang Xian couldn't help being shocked and hurried in to see Ma Dianshi.
After the ceremony, Wang Xian asked: "Four Masters, the person kneeling outside is..."
"Ming believers." Ma Dianshi was very polite to the county magistrate's cronies: "These people took advantage of the uneasiness of the victims to open incense halls all over the countryside, and blatantly recruited Christians! The inspection department and I got Li Zheng's name After reporting the incident, we raided one of their incense halls and captured all the preachers and believers."
"What do you mean by the fourth master?" Wang Xian asked in confusion. What does this have to do with me, a household secretary?
"Ask you, the disaster relief manager, how to deal with these people." Ma Dianshi said: "They are locked up in prison and have to eat prison food, but they can't be released. What do you think we should do?"
"Send the religious ones to build terraces." Wang Xian thought about it and said, "As for the religious ones, let's keep them locked up..."
"Well, that's a good idea." Ma Dianshi said admonishingly: "But it's useless to catch a few missionaries. You have to find a way to catch them head-on, otherwise there will be another group of missionaries at any time." He sighed as he said Said: "Under these years of suppression, the Ming Cult is almost extinct. But the great thing about these cults is that 'wildfires cannot burn them out, but the spring breeze blows them again.' Natural and man-made disasters are their spring breezes. In the blink of an eye, they are worse than before." Many times more powerful.”
After saying that, Ma Dianshi cupped his fists and said: "Zhongde, I know you can make good decisions. Please help me find a way to catch that guy!"
"Uh..." Ma Dianshi is responsible for the security of the county. This is his responsibility. Wang Xian was appointed as the general manager by Wei Magistrate County. So naturally he can't shirk it...
The spread of a cult is very terrifying. If it is allowed to grow to a certain extent, it will be impossible to eradicate it. In years of disaster, the government strictly guards against cults, and Fuyang County is no exception. But the Mingjiao We have extremely rich experience in fighting. We use the vast countryside outside the county as our area of activity. The key elements are like fish in the sea and difficult to catch. I am very lucky to be able to catch a few missionaries this time...
Ma Dianshi wanted to solve the problem once and for all, so he invited Wang Xian to ask this "wise star" for advice.
With the name of a person and the shadow of a tree, Wang Xian has become a wise star in the eyes of everyone.
"Fuyang is so big, trying to find those Mingjiao backbones is like looking for a needle in a haystack." Wang Xian thought about it and said, "It would be much better if we could find a way to get them to come to the county."
"They won't be obedient." Ma Dianshi said with a bitter smile. "How could they fall into a trap?"
"There are ways. For example, the county government announced that all the believers arrested this time will be beheaded." Wang Xian said with a smile: "When killing people, people from the Ming Cult must come. Even if they don't dare to rob the execution site, they must show their attitude. , lest the believers become coldhearted.”
"Hmm." Ma Dianshi's eyes lit up and he said, "What a trick to lure the snake out of its hole." But his face soon turned ugly: "What if they really robbed the execution ground?"
"How can you make someone rob the execution ground with your calculations but not your intentions?" Wang Xian said helplessly: "Other than this method, it is really difficult to catch those people."
"Let me think about it, let me think about it..." Ma Dianshi struggled painfully and said, "It would be okay if there were reinforcements..."
"Ask the eldest master to write a letter to the Yamen of Zhetai. Zhou Zhetai will definitely support it strongly." Wang Xian said solemnly: "When the time comes, we will choose a favorable terrain, arrange it in advance, and just catch the turtle in the urn!"