Wei Zhixian finally looked like a teacher, and told Wang Xian to study hard, even if he couldn't draw a tiger, he still had to look like a cat, otherwise he would not be able to convince the public, and Xu Tixue was helpless. He also instructed him how to study, and also arranged
He will have to check his homework in person after ten days before letting him go.
All the scribes in the household had been waiting eagerly for him. When they saw that he finally came back, they rushed up to congratulate him.
The flood of flattery sounded much better than Wei Zhixian's sincere instruction. Wang Xian had a reserved smile on his face, and after enjoying the flattery for a while, he waved his hand and said, "Go to whatever you have to do now. I will go to Zhou's house in the evening."
Let’s eat wine in a restaurant!”
Amidst cheers from all the clerks, Wang Xian walked into the check-in room, only to see that it was empty. Little Fatty Wu, who had already become a pawn clerk, came in and said with a smile: "This is the subordinate's room. All your things have been moved to the main room."
went."
Wang Xian used to be an agent, so he insisted not to go to the secretary's room. Now it was finally justified and there was no reason not to go anymore. Surrounded by everyone, he came to the room with the wooden sign of "Si Li" in the center of the house.
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The secretary's room is a suite. The outer room is occupied by his direct secretary, who is responsible for uploading and distributing information. The inner room is where he works and receives guests. The furnishings inside are still Li Sheng's... all made of rosewood.
The tables, chairs, desks, and desks are all famous products, and there are Song calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, including a landscape painting by Mi Fu. Mi Fu's paintings are almost lost, and they were extremely rare even in the Ming Dynasty.
After Li Sheng was overthrown, Zhang Hua took over, but before the chair was warm, he was demoted to civilian positions. As a result, Wang Xian was used. If Li Sihu could have expected this result, he probably would not have spent so much money.
, to create this luxurious value-for-money home...
After all the book offices went out, Wang Xian only left Shuai Hui and Er Hei in the back room.
Sitting comfortably on a high chair, Wang Xian held a purple sand one-handed teapot and took a comfortable sip of the fine Longjing tea from time to time. The tea was also Li Sihu's stock, but the teapot was his own...
Shuai Hui sat cross-legged on the chair, playing with the white jade tiger on the table, and smiled happily at Wang Xian: "My lord told us at the beginning that I would kick Sanshan Town, and we would share wealth with you. We didn't believe it at the time, and we didn't expect it.
It was fulfilled within half a year.”
"I don't believe it." Erhei sat with a big sword and a golden horse, shaking his head.
"Now we can't talk about being rich. Wealth is only a matter of time." Wang Xian smiled faintly and said seriously: "But don't forget the original instructions, otherwise don't blame me for ignoring brotherly love."
"That's right." Shuai Hui said with a smile: "I will never collect illegal money behind your back, and I will never accept money you don't let me collect."
"Yes." Wang Xian nodded and said, "I just want to say one thing, and I will stop nagging you in the future...Follow me and I will earn a future for each of you sooner or later. Don't lose a big deal for a small amount."
"Understood." Seeing that Shuai Hui still looked tired and lazy, Liu Erhei kicked him and asked him to answer seriously.
"That's right." After Erhei kicked him, Shuai Hui remembered something. He took out a pile of treasure banknotes from the pages of his boots and said, "This is from Zhu Dayou. He said that he was grateful for his patronage, so he didn't dare to accept it.
Your meal money."
"Keep it for yourself." Wang Xian nodded, took a sip of tea contentedly, and crossed his legs. Wang Xian is a layman at heart. He couldn't tell when he pretended to be a grandson before, but now that he has the chance to be an uncle, his true colors are revealed immediately.
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"Zhu Dayu has something else to do," Shuai Hui took out the ingot of silver and said, "He has a relative named Chen Deye who wants to issue a marriage certificate and asks the officials for their accommodation." Those who do business on Yaqian Street are all doing everything.
Litigation is a side job to open up joints. If you do it smoothly, you can make a lot more money than the main job, so you have to work hard to please the subordinates in the yamen.
"You need to come to me for this kind of thing?" Wang Xian frowned and said, "Is there something hidden?"
"There is no need to bother the officials with this matter, but I guess they would definitely want to hear it," Shuai Hui said.
"Don't show off." Liu Erhei kicked him again and said, "Speak seriously."
"Okay." Shuai Hui said quickly: "Chen Deye was a tenant. In his early years, he had a tenant named Yu San. Later he got sick and died, leaving behind a young widow named Liu, who was very handsome. Chen Deye was also a widower and coveted Liu.
She had been with her for a long time, and she kept asking her questions all day long. Not only did she not charge her rent, but she also gave her money and gifts. Mrs. Liu was without a man, and she was looking for someone to rely on, so she used to be Chen Deye's outhouse. The two secretly had sex for half a year.
And there are children..."
"Why do it secretly? Doesn't Chen Deye have no wife?" Liu Erhei asked.
"Chen Deye wanted to marry her, but the Yu family didn't agree," Shuai Hui said with a smile: "Yu San is Yu Tongzhi's nephew who didn't know how to marry her. The Yu family is now an official family, and they think it would be embarrassing for a woman to marry again. But the Yu family
She was also stingy and unwilling to support Ms. Liu, so Ms. Liu had to secretly interact with Chen Deye. Later, she became pregnant and couldn't hide it, and the Yu family found out."
"When the Yu family found out, they were furious. They took Ms. Liu back, wanted to marry her away to Guangdong, and even accused Chen Deye of raping the widow." Shuai Hui continued: "Chen Deye was frightened, so he asked Zhu Dayou for help.
Clear the air and get a marriage certificate."
"What will he do alone?" Erhei asked.
"Chen Deye has already discussed it with Mrs. Liu's parents. They can handle it on behalf of Mrs. Liu and then try to ventilate Mrs. Liu." Shuai Hui's temperament was out of control. Thanks to an Erhei who talked about him all day long, he was able to stop it.
Gradually it became more detailed.
"This marriage certificate is very important." Erhei said slowly after hearing the words.
"Yes." Shuai Hui nodded and said, "The date must be before Liu's pregnancy to prove that they were not committing adultery, but just a secret marriage."
"Fucking adultery." Erhei always said very insightfully: "A dead wife and a dead man just happen to be living together, how can it be considered adultery?"
"The Yu family's accusation of adultery is just a threat, but for Chen Deye and Mrs. Liu, the real trouble is that Mrs. Liu's husband has died and they cannot discuss marriage during the period of mourning." Wang Xian, now a legal expert, broke the silence and said:
"If Ms. Liu got pregnant while in mourning, they would be in big trouble."
Shuai Hui remembered that he had a detailed explanation written by Zhu Dayu, and hurriedly handed it to Wang Xian.
Wang Xian looked at it and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it's on the twenty-eighth month."
"Sir, do you mean to help me with this?" Shuai Hui asked.
"Help, this is doing good deeds and accumulating virtue." Wang Xian said with an enigmatic smile on his lips: "When lovers get married, their children will not become evil."
"We can still make a fortune." Erhei said straightforwardly. "You can also take the opportunity to rectify the Yu family!" Wang Xian is very vindictive. After being rectified by the bunch of scholars in West Lake, although the gods appeared
A turning point, but still obsessed with revenge. It's just that those talented people are in the same spirit and are not so easy to deal with.
"Oh?" Shuai Hui asked puzzledly: "Do you have a clever trick?"
"Simple." Liu Er's black face shone with excitement: "As long as we help Chen Deye complete the marriage certificate, he and the Liu family will become a legal couple. But the Yu family has become a robber. If they continue
Selling the Liu family is another act of plundering and selling people. Is it enough for them to drink a pot?"
"Hey." Shuai Hui said with great admiration: "Erhei, you are becoming more and more like a litigant!" After speaking, he turned to Wang Xian and asked: "Sir, is his method reliable?"
"It's okay." Wang Xian said calmly: "But we have to find a way to bring Yu Yifan in..."
"This is simple." Shuai Hui smiled and said, "This is our strength!"
"Go ahead." Wang Xian nodded, his tone still calm and said, "At the very least, take off Yu's shirt."
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Household affairs are complicated. Although it is not the tax collection season and the yellow list has not been re-edited, the 20,000 to 30,000 households in Hexian County are divided into houses and set up households, property inheritance, marriage registration, property transfer... are enough to keep a clerk busy.
But the household secretary is an idle person. Last year, Wang Xian divided the household affairs into different departments and spent a lot of time detailing each person's errands. This allowed him to use a points book to make his subordinates run efficiently.
Get up... Although it is incomparable with the enterprises of later generations, it can be a few steps ahead of the yamen of this era.
The whole morning of drinking tea and chatting passed so easily. At noon, watching his men go to the canteen to eat in groups, Wang Xian swallowed his saliva, and then resolutely walked in the opposite direction... At home, there was his Lin
His sister and her carefully prepared dark dishes are waiting for him.
After a while, Wang Xian sat at his dining table, with three dishes and one soup in front of him. Sitting opposite was Sister Lin who looked uneasy, "Try it, I feel there is progress..."
Wang Xian originally planned to tell her that we should hire an old woman to cook, but when he saw the gauze on Sister Lin's fingers, it was from cutting vegetables, and the small blisters on the noodles were from the oil splash...
Sighing secretly, her bun was slanted and her face was like jade, and she did not hesitate to make soup with bare hands. How could he not understand Sister Lin's thoughts, and how could he dampen her enthusiasm?
Forget it, let’s finish the meal first. In a righteous mood, Wang Xian picked up a chopstick of green vegetables and brought it to his mouth. The taste was good, but it was a bit hard to chew...
Try the meat with chopsticks again. Isn’t there any salt? Drink some soup. Oh my God, it turns out that the salt is all there... Wang Xian was almost moved to tears while eating the rice which was just a little bit uncooked. “I’ve made great progress.”
It won't take long...it won't take long for you to catch up with me."
My mother, who was far away in Hangzhou, sneezed and said inexplicably angrily, "Is my cooking so bad?" Yin Ling and her father were stunned.
After receiving his approval, Lin Qing'er was overjoyed. She had naturally tasted it before serving it on the table, and felt that there was improvement, although it was not too big.
"You should eat too." Wang Xianxin said, "I share the same responsibility, sister."
"Yeah." Sister Lin picked up the rice bowl, but she had no appetite.
"What, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Maybe I'm not used to the smell of oil smoke," Lin Qing'er smiled and said, "You'll get used to it."
"Uh," Wang Xian tried, "Master said, a gentleman cooks far away. Sister, there is no need to cook in person. We can still afford to hire someone to cook."
"No." Lin Qing'er said firmly: "Mom said that women must be able to cook, because there will always be times in this life when they can't afford a cook!" Sister Lin also experienced family decline, and she believed in my mother's experience.
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"Oh, it's so pessimistic..." What else could Wang Xian say besides laughing? But in his heart, he complained about his mother in Hangzhou. You are pushing your son into a pit of fire...
In Hangzhou City, while I was eating, I sneezed twice more and rice grains went into my nostrils.
Fortunately, Wang Xian still has some tricks up his sleeve...