Chapter 122: If you don’t obey, just take it away

Winter is snow-white; the wind is coming gracefully; cold is not feelings; who says helplessness is the flowers blooming.

The plum blossoms in Zhangjiazhuang had already bloomed one after another a few days ago, but they did not bloom as much as they did today. Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan got up early in the morning, wrapped themselves up, and ran to the bushes of the plum blossoms together.

In order to smell the fragrance of flowers, the two of them focused on their noses and covered their noses the tightest. When they arrived at the place, they took off the satin cloth blocking the front of their faces and sucked them hard.

"Xiaobao, have you smelled it?" Wang Juan asked Zhang Xiaobao with an intoxicated look on his face.

Zhang Xiaobao was also trying hard to inhale, using his nose, and after a while, he said, "Listen to the truth or to the lies?"

"Let's talk about fake first." Wang Juan was still intoxicated.

Zhang Xiaobao used his hands to warm his nose, which was frozen red because he had just inhaled. "It smells so fragrant, it makes people feel that this smell should not be described in any language. I smelled the strong breath, smelled the memories that made me unforgettable, smelled the fragrance from the ancient times, smelled..."

"You can tell the truth." Wang Juan interrupted Zhang Xiaobao's lyricism.

"The truth is that the place where we two stood was the upper wind, mixed with some tiny edelves breeze from behind us, causing the pink and white plum blossoms to swing gracefully, bringing the breath of spring, taking away the pollen of the flowers, and taking away..."

"I just said, why didn't I smell it? It turned out that I was standing in the wrong place. Didn't I remind me earlier, follow me to sniff, go, and go there." Wang Juan's intoxicated face changed and he pulled Zhang Xiaobao to the other side of the flower bush.

"There are two days left for the New Year. Today is the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month. Isn't County Magistrate Jia ready to take action? Could it be that he chose the thirty years?" Wang Juan covered his nose with his hands, which could no longer smell any smell, and a muffled voice came out.

Zhang Xiaobao was more serious than Wang Juan. He had blew his nose three times and his eyes were red. He didn't know if it was pollen allergies or frozen. He turned his head and avoided the direction of the wind. He said, "What if he doesn't matter, I don't believe that they dare to send people to come and beat and kill. Let's see how much we have prepared during the Chinese New Year."

In a flat place between Wangjiazhuang and the small bridge, next to the market, there are many farmers busy at this moment.

Pieces of wooden boards are erected and inserted into each other to form simple houses one after another. These simple houses have at least two doors, and some even have four doors, one by one, next to each other.

In these rooms, there are tables and chairs, and there are basins made by many people for hot pot. There is a place slightly separated by dozens of steps next to it. This thing is the most common in Zhangjiazhuang, and it has already been collected in the whole county, which has increased the price of charcoal in the county by at least three floors.

It seems to have caused inconvenience to the people in the county, but in fact it has allowed many people who have labor to get some money. They can cut down trees and burn charcoal and sell it to Zhangjiazhuang, or to be precise, to sell it to Zhang Xiaobao.

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan had discussed this matter at the beginning, and this might give County Magistrate Jia an excuse to attack. After all, prices have risen, so Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan don’t care about this. They increased the price when they bought it, and they were the kind of yamen runners here to help the charcoal burners to collect it, saving the intermediate links.

The main reason is that the two people think that doing this will reduce the trees a lot. Later, there will be no such vegetation here. In places where trees were cut down, no one replanted them at all, and they did not want to replant them. They directly became land. This is a newly opened one and can enjoy tax-free treatment.

So many simple houses are Zhang Xiaobao's solution to the problem of not being able to go home during the Chinese New Year. Except for the two masters who need to sacrifice the priests, other merchants do not need to do this. Some of them even only know where the ancestors came from, but do not know who they are counting up. The genealogy passed down by word of mouth will disappear after a little change.

During the Chinese New Year, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan didn’t know who they went to. No matter which one they went to, the other would look too deserted. Zhang Xiaobao decided to spend this year together, and the merchants could eat their own foods, or exchange them with others.

In addition to these, Zhang Xiaobao took out a lot of meat from his warehouse and prepared to cut it into slices and invite the merchants to have hot pot. So many people gathered together, so it was very lively. There were also friends who could change it back and forth between Shuiyunjian.

"Okay, these houses are enough. With the market houses, we can celebrate the New Year together." When Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan came here, a person in charge of the construction site shouted loudly to the surrounding farmers.

The merchants put down their work and looked at the houses around them, with happy smiles on their faces. The fifteenth day of the first lunar month was shared by everyone. At that time, there were torches and various snacks everywhere. The merchants were not as rich as they are now.

I didn’t expect that the host family would also do this this year. At that time, I can greet the head of the host family on the night of 30, which is more lively than before.

"Is it okay now? It's not far from the water clouds. You can even deliver the things you have made here to the place. When setting off firecrackers, it's on both sides of the bridge. The only regret is that you can't mix fireworks, you can only use gunpowder. The things that are fried are the same. What should you put in magnesium powder or something."

Zhang Xiaobao also felt happy when he looked at everyone's joyful expressions. He was a big family. I think it was not only adults who were happy, but also children would play crazy.

Wang Juan was also imagining the scene during the Chinese New Year, which was much more lively than before. She lived at home at the beginning. She had to go to a designated place outside to set off firecrackers and set off her own. Not so many people would gather together to have dinner.

Those who come to the house to pay New Year's greetings with valuable things and saying hypocritical words can't compare with the present. The smiles of the merchants are not pretending.

Thinking of this, Wang Juan breathed in relief and said, "Yes, it's really good. That adult from the court doesn't have to worry about no one serving him. I wonder, have you heard of any adult who doesn't spend the New Year at home and goes to other people's restaurants?"

"No, I've never heard of it, maybe it's not written in the book? It's been passed down from generation to generation, and history always has some deviations. For example, some things that have happened in our place have long been obscured in the trend of history. Except for those who have really experienced it, who knows what's behind something?"

When Zhang Xiaobao thought of this, he felt a little moved. Finding the truth of the matter is the most difficult thing.

"What if we don't care about him, it's enough for us to be lively here anyway. Others are worried about other people's affairs. I don't know what County Magistrate Jia is doing now. We didn't give him anything else, only one pound of black fungus and 300,000 firecrackers."

Wang Juan no longer cares about those things. All she has to do now is to enjoy this kind of life and maintain this kind of life with Zhang Xiaobao. As she said that, she suddenly thought of County Magistrate Jia. Since this county magistrate arrived in Sanshui County, she seemed to have not had a comfortable life and was controlled everywhere.

When Zhang Xiaobao thought of the county magistrate who was preparing to make a lot of money here, he felt funny and said, "In addition to the original money in his family, he should still have about 7,000 taels of silver left on his hand now. During the Chinese New Year, why do you have to send some to the people behind him? I'll pay him to death.

I originally planned to do his job well and help Sanshui County develop, and wait for Sanshui County to prosper, and he had enough political achievements. When he was promoted, he would give him some money. I never object to corrupt officials who are capable and able to do practical things for the people.

County Magistrate Cheng was greedy, but he was greedy for some small money, but he never fought for any extra taxes, nor did he pass the position, so that the yamen runners could go to the homes of slightly rich people. The most important thing is that he knew the current affairs. After we set up a line with him, he always maintained us and helped the people to be rich through us."

"Yes, yes, County Magistrate Cheng is really good. He knows to put his position right. Since we gave him money, he has not taken other people's money. As long as we don't raise it, no one will pursue him. Even if he brought 30,000 or two silvers when he left, no one said he was a corrupt official.

The county magistrate Jia is different. He didn't take office, so he just wanted to make money. He didn't say that he would do something for the people first when he went to the county, nor did he come over and ask him what he could do. He went directly to hostile and came with the goal of destroying us. Is it better for such a person not to deal with him?"

Wang Juan also looked indignant. She put herself in the position of a strong man, believing that the new county magistrate must maintain a harmonious relationship with the Zhang and Wang family first, and take the initiative to surrender. She felt that with Zhang Xiaobao there, she was right to do this.

Zhang Xiaobao also deeply agrees with Wang Juan's idea. Everyone has their own position. Why don't you think about finding someone to cooperate, but suppress it? You have already shown enough sincerity here, and there are various hints for the house to be repaired, the things to be given, and there are also various hints.

After these things were done, Jia's surname was still not changing his original intention and just cared about money. He still had to follow his method to learn from the county magistrate Cheng. What would he have to do? He didn't lack money and had a lot of things. He helped him get political achievements and sent it to the capital to become an official in one go.

A Beijing official is better than a local official. It is a kind of honor to be an official in the capital.

"Hey~! After the County Magistrate Jia was run away, I hope to find another person in the county to take over. I can't always adjust it from outside, it's really not easy to use."

Zhang Xiaobao lighted his face with his hands and said quietly there.

"Then did you think of a way to run away?" Wang Juan really didn't know how to get a county magistrate away, not to mention that when the county magistrate came, he was welcomed by so many people.

"Give him an imperfect political achievement and he will leave." Zhang Xiaobao squeezed his eyes to Wang Juan and said.
Chapter completed!