Suddenly there was a graceful girl at the entrance of the village. A group of big men in the village walked back and forth twice or three times. He was so brave that he simply put down his hoe and squatted on the side of the road to take a closer look. Then he was dragged away by his wife pinched his ears.

"You've cooked the rice at home and wait for the head of the house to come back. You'll be fine. You squat on the side of the road and look at the wild flowers that come from somewhere."

The woman cursed and turned around and looked at the woman on the roadside, scolding her: "Where are you?! When you get lost, take the road ahead and go all the way to Niujiaji and go to the town to ask."

"Aunt, I'm waiting for someone."

The woman smiled slightly, and in her eyes, she stepped on the ridge of the field, and occasionally swayed her figure with muddy soles, and her lips became even more curled. The woman beside her, the villagers around her looked at her, and grinned one by one. The woman patted her husband, moved her mouth to him, and went back soon to report the news to the old man Geng and his wife.

When Geng Qing came over with mud in the soles of her shoes, there were low laughter on the roadside. Geng Qing rubbed the soles of her shoes again on the weeds, glared at them, and looked at the woman opposite her.

"Why did you come here? You said?"

He made a gesture of invitation and invited the woman to go out on the road, turned around and waved his cuffs at the village men who were still smiling, "What a big deal, I just know a girl."

Everyone nodded in a long tone: "Oh~~" and then burst into laughter and walked into the entrance of the village with their arms around.

"Who are these people?"

Geng Qing turned his head, with no smile on his face. Instead, his eyes turned around and observed the distance, "You are an assassin. You have committed a crime. I will implicate the villagers in your troubles and force me to do it with you?"

"This is a good idea."

Seeing the serious young man, Tang Baoer suddenly laughed, walked quickly in front with his hands in his arms, and kicked a tuft of dog-tail grass on the side of the road. "I was just joking, everyone outside said that you are the Wolong again, and that girl always has to visit the cottage with sincerity."

On the mountain road outside the village, the green forest reflects the setting sun, rustling in the wind. Geng Qing sighed and didn't want to move anymore, so he squatted to the side of the road, "Have you seen me, the black wool dragon? Besides, you are not Liu Huang Xuan, but Huang Yueying is the most of it."

On the other side, the woman came to her side, her face was a little red, and she spat.

"Forget it, I won't talk about this." Geng Qing was not in the mood to continue joking, waved his hand, and looked at the sun falling to the hill, the sunlight pierced into his eyes, squinting his eyes.

"I have already explained the assassination before. Miss Tang, please come back."

The woman standing behind probably guessed this situation, and was not angry, and walked through two steps with her hands on her shoulders. Looking at her squatting back, she was a little unwilling to accept it.

"Why are you so good at plotting, so why are you willing to live here?"

The crisp and pleasant words sounded a little creepy to Geng Qing, and the hairs behind them all stood up. Such a reputation spread, perhaps it was not a good thing for him...

"Miss Tang."

Geng Qing suddenly called out, and the woman looked over 'um'. The squatting young man breathed a sigh of relief, raised his finger to the red glow, and the mountain village with smoke rising from the curling smoke. "...The village is full of relatives and neighbors, and my parents. They have lived in hardships throughout their lives, have no knowledge and cannot read, and they only live for the belly. Not everyone is like you, and they all want to promote good and eliminate evil. If one day the matter is leaked, they will be killed or imprisoned, how innocent are they?"

"What about you?"

"Me?" Geng Qing must have expected that she would ask this. Looking at the entrance of the village on the other end of the Nidao, the figure of his parents appeared, and then smiled, "Of course I have to live well too. Look, Niujiaji is about to get better now. Everyone has money to make money and don't have to worry about food and clothing... Of course, if your rebel leader becomes the emperor one day, you don't have to come to invite me, I will deliver it to my door by myself."

In fact, the day when Tang Baoer rescued Geng Qing, he accidentally missed something. Geng Qing linked what they did and the Jiangnan Cao Army heading north. It is not difficult to guess that these people actually wanted to create chaos in the north and distract the court.

"Since you know everything, don't regret it!" Tang Baoer turned around and left with a heroic temperament in the martial arts world. "At that time, the general will become the emperor. I hope to see you in Chang'an, otherwise, I will bring someone to tie him up."

"Then remember to leave me a high-ranking official!"

Geng Qing smiled and threw down the grass leaves in his hand, watching the woman walk away, until she disappeared from sight, then she "cut" and turned around and walked back.

At the entrance of the village, Old Man Geng and Wang Jinqiu were waiting there for a long time. Dachun was also next to him, laughing and saying something to the two elders. When he saw his son coming back, the old couple pushed Dachun away and met him. Looking at the direction where the woman disappeared, he pulled Geng Qing over to come. The couple smiled and smiled.

"Who is that girl? I heard from the villagers say, "I'm very handsome, right?" It's obvious that she is the daughter of a good family. What's her name? Who is the person? How did you know her?"

After asking five questions in succession, Geng Qing had not yet thought about what to say, Dachun hurriedly came forward and said, "I know." Geng Qing held his face and pushed it away, "Get back to have a meal."

He helped his father and walked with his mother while talking about the woman's affairs. Of course, he vaguely covered up the murder.

"There are too many grudges and grudges in this kind of children in the world, and they are not good matches."

Hearing Geng Qing's explanation, Old Man Geng and his wife also gave up their thoughts of asking questions. When talking about the marriage, Wang Jinqiu told her about returning to her parents' home that day, which made Geng Qing almost furious, "Thirteen? No, no... absolutely not. Even if I asked me to marry Widow Zhang, I would not marry such a young one."

Before he could walk away, Dachun turned around and widened his eyes, subconsciously raised his hand and pointed at him.

“That’s me….”

Geng Qing, who came over, didn't look at him, supported his father, and while walking, he coaxed the two of them in a gentle tone: "Mom, there are so many good girls outside. I will find them myself after finishing this task."

Going back to the small courtyard of the fence, Geng Qing looked back at the entrance of the village and the mud roads extending outside the village. In fact, he had also thought about going out to see the world.

However, let’s finish the current affairs first.

It is not easy to complete the two roads leading to the mine in one month. One follows Gengjia Village to Niujiaji's mountain road, and the other comes out from the mountain behind Liujia's house. The path extends to the official road to the west of Feihu County. There are three nearby villages. Including Gengjia Village, more than 200 people were gathered to dig and gravel, and even the county magistrate brought the prisoners in the prison together, and the yamen runners took care of them to do lifting work.

In a month, two spacious roads were dug out by people from four villages. The labor force of the mine had not yet been summoned, but some merchants who were walking on Taihang took advantage of this flat road. There were more vehicles coming from south to north. People from several villages set up tea shops along the way and sold some fruits and cakes. They really made some money. Although there were still fewer now, the mine had not started yet. The money they earned at that time was something they didn't dare to think about before.

Recently, many buildings have been built on the road in Gengjia Village. One by one, the bare-spoken village men carried wood to the roof, and some also made ash, mud, and stones to build walls. Occasionally, the women and children in the village cleaned up their homes and fields, and they would come to help. Looking at the outline of the building with a prototype, thinking about the better and better days in the future, they would become more and more energetic.

Sometimes, Old Man Geng would also push his wife out in a wooden wheelchair and take a look, gathering her popularity. This car was made by Geng Qing a few days ago when he had time. He also stringed the pheasant feathers stored at home and made a feather fan and stuffed it into the old man's hand. If he could still put on a robe and a crown and hat, he would really have the momentum of Wolong.

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The afternoon sun shone through the streets and alleys, Feihu County Government, the patrol officers walked through the clean streets, and on the side of the county government, Geng Qing sneaked out with a hug, walked through several streets and alleys, entered a newly opened blacksmith shop, took out a large piece of paper from his bag, hung it at the door, and gave the passing people a wooden sign for viewing.

"I know that all the elders in the city are good at making profits from the market and benefit the people. If there are rusty and deformed objects at home, you can buy a little money to the shop to replace them with new items, and buy and sell them fairly, and be free of charge."

Dachun's stuttering voice fell, and the people around him looked shocked.

Generally speaking, the hatchet and reamer (scissors) at home are rusted and grinded, but some of them are really useless. They are asked to be taken away by peddlers who travel around the streets at a low price and then sold to the blacksmith shop.

Someone came to ask about the price. Due to the different degree of waste, the money given was different, as little as a few pennies, and as much as fifty or sixty pennies. However, buying a new one was cheaper. Suddenly, a group of people went back home and searched for old items that they had no use, and returned here to hand it over to Dachun. The latter estimated the price to pay and immediately exchanged a new one for the other party.

As the truth was confirmed, more people flocked to it. In one afternoon, all the things Wang Blacksmith made were sold out in half a month. Geng Qing and Dachun were tired and sat on the threshold and gasped.

"Dazhu, we can't lose money if we do this."

Dachun leaned over his head and looked at the pile of rusty objects piled up in the middle that was almost tall. These things made Wang Blacksmith melt, and it would be really time-consuming and laborious to reforge.

"hehe."

Opposite, Geng Qing, who was pillowing on the threshold, was a treasure mountain in his eyes. "No need to grind it. Then, let Master Wang recruit a few apprentices, polish it, remove the rust, and find a few peddlers who have gone to the village and ask them to help sell it. Do you think we have made a profit or lost money?"

Over there, Dachun was counting on his fingers. Outside the shop, a figure reflected the sunlight and extended slanted and narrowly. Geng Qing raised his gaze. A bearded face was grinning, and a rough voice screamed: "Brother Geng!"

The tall figure came over from the street, and it was Dou Wei, with two Jindao Gang minions following him.

"So it's Brother Dou!"

Geng Qing stood up to greet him and waved his hand there. The man pressed his hand down, "We are so kind, we are so kind, come with me quickly. If our gang leader has something to do, we will find you."

Gao Sheng is looking for me?

Geng Qing frowned and asked, "Do you know what's going to do with me?"

"How could I go? The leader of the gang drinks in a brothel in the city and asks you." Dou Wei was a straightforward man, not so many twists and turns. The first time he met unhappyly, Geng Qing saw that he didn't know what to do now, but he couldn't miss the other side, and he was the kind of martial arts who were very good.

Thinking of this, Geng Qing packed up his robe, stepped out of the threshold and raised his hand to hold his fists at Dou Wei, and then stretched out his hand and spread it out: "Please ask Brother Dou to lead the way."

"Ha ha!"

The thick beard on his rough face was relaxed, Dou Wei laughed happily, then he hugged his fists heavily, stretched out his hand and made a request.
Chapter completed!