Chapter Seventy-Eight: Entering the City to Meet the Officials
So far, Gu Qing's footprints have never left Shiqiao Village.
If he is a real seventeen-year-old boy, then he must be very yearning for the outside world, want to see different scenery, experience different customs, and a broader world can realize the young man's immature and innocent dream.
It's a pity that Gu Qing is not only seventeen years old, the soul in his body is already in his thirties.
People in their thirties should be planned and purposeful when they talk and do things, like a man going out shopping, entering the mall and going straight to the destination, turning around and going home after buying and paying, never stopping for a second more for the superfluous and useless dazzling goods, and not like a woman, the shopping route is like a bee collecting nectar, showing an irregular and purposeless spiral way to keep turning in circles, turning in circles, turning in circles......
If there was no serious matter, Gu Qing didn't even think about going to Qingcheng County. What can I do in Qingcheng County if I have nothing to do? Feel the exuberance of the ancient world? After experiencing the skyscrapers of the 21st world and various large shopping malls, pedestrian streets, bars, etc., are the ancient streets more prosperous than them?
This time Gu Qing had to go to Qingcheng County, and there must be an explanation for the seizure of the porcelain kiln.
I prepared it at home, I didn't have anything to bring, and it was enough to bring money. Just as he was about to go out, Song Gensheng stood at the door.
Gu Qing looked him up and down in surprise.
I don't know what medicine I took wrong today, but I actually wore a brand-new scribe's round-necked robe, a black scarf, and even my eyebrows seemed to be much thicker than usual.
"Going on a blind date?" Gu Qing asked.
"Huh? No. Song Gensheng brushed the hair hanging on his forehead and said, "I heard that you are going to Qingcheng County, I will accompany you." ”
"I went to Qingcheng County to quarrel with the county order, will you accompany me too?"
Song Gensheng was stunned: "Quarrel, quarrel? With the prefectural order? ”
"That's right, maybe there will be a fight, and the picture was bloody at one point."
Song Gensheng was stunned for a moment, decisively, but not very thoroughly: "I, I...... I can stand outside the county office and wait for you. ”
After speaking, Song Gensheng felt that he couldn't show the use of accompanying him, so he added: "...... If you are beaten by the servants, I can also call a doctor for you and cover your wounds. ”
Such humble reasons, refusal are like sins against the vulnerable.
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Qingcheng County is not far from Shiqiao Village, and more than ten miles of mountain roads will arrive. For example, if the Qingcheng County Government is on fire and the Huang County Order is unfortunately ignited, then you can see the fire of the county government office standing on the mountainside of Shiqiao Village, and maybe you can see a person on fire at the gate of the county government.
Therefore, Hao Donglai's meat ball body can walk back and forth every now and then, and sometimes he comes when he doesn't have anything serious, Gu Qing suspects that he is just trying to lose weight.
Gu Qing and Song Gensheng entered the city not long after.
Qingcheng County is of course much more lively than Shiqiao Village, but as Gu Qing expected, prosperity is prosperity, but in the eyes of the well-informed Gu Qing, this level of prosperity is nothing, at best, it is the level of the town in later generations.
Not in the mood to watch the excitement, Gu Qing went into the city to find someone to inquire about the location of the Changlongji shop, and carried Song Gensheng, who was looking left and right, in one hand, like dragging an Erha who came out for a walk and refused to go home, all the way through the street to the door of the Changlongji shop.
Hao Donglai and Shi Daxing sat in the inner courtyard of the shop, with a sad face, and after Gu Qing came in, the two shopkeepers quickly stood up, and the striding meteor that seemed to be liberating stepped forward to hold Gu Qing's hand.
"Shaolang-kun is here! It doesn't seem like a good situation. Hao Donglai said worriedly, his round figure seemed to be a little deflated, and it seemed that the amount of food had not been good in recent days.
Shi Daxing snorted: "Huang Xianling doesn't look down on us businessmen at all, we didn't say a few words and scolded each other, we are all thirty or forty years old, the first time we were scolded as a son, we didn't dare to fight back, we were extremely aggrieved!" ”
Hao Donglai sighed: "Shao Langjun think of a way, as we guessed the day before yesterday, Huang Xianling is afraid that he will not let our porcelain kiln go down, yesterday I saw that his attitude was very bad, and the reason for scolding us is actually not on the table, but people are officials, we are businessmen, and we can't fight." ”
Gu Qing groaned: "Can this matter be solved with money?" For example, quietly send a little filial piety to Huang County......"
Shi Daxing shook his head quickly: "Impossible, Huang Xianling was born as a Jinshi, he is a very high official, and he cherishes his feathers very much, I have never heard of him taking bribes, if he rashly sends money, I am afraid it will backfire." ”
Gu Qing sighed, what money can't solve must be a big deal.
The porcelain kiln can not be closed, it is not only their own industry, but also a lot of people's jobs, the villagers are counting on the porcelain kiln to work to subsidize life, the barren days finally have a ray of light, can not let life back to the dark again.
Gu Qing couldn't think of a good way for a while, but there was something that had to be done.
"Two shopkeepers, please find me a chance to meet Huang Xianling." Gu Qingdao.
They looked at each other, then nodded.
They didn't know if a seventeen-year-old boy could have an effect when he met Huang County, but after getting along with Gu Qing for a long time, the two shopkeepers gradually became familiar with Gu Qing's personality, and they were willing to believe in Gu Qing's every decision.
Soon, Hao Donglai and Shi Daxing wrote a joint letter of worship and handed it to Gu Qing with both hands.
Gu Qing took the post and glanced at it, then quickly glanced at Song Gensheng, and said hesitantly, "Why don't you ...... You'd better help me find a doctor and wait at the gate of the county government first. ”
The two shopkeepers were stunned: "Why? ”
Gu Qing pulled Song Gensheng over, pointed at him and said, "Explain this to you." ”
The process of seeing the Huang County Order is very smooth, although it is a businessman's worship post, but after all, it is the worship post of one of the top businessmen in Qingcheng County, these two businessmen are related to the GDP of Qingcheng County, and the Huang County Order can be seen if you don't want to see it.
Still meeting guests in the second hall of the county government, Gu Qing sat alone in a side room in the second hall, and waited for more than half an hour before he saw a middle-aged man wearing a green official robe and a stone around his waist walk in.
Gu Qing hurriedly got up and saluted: "Grass people Gu Qing, meet the county honor." ”
Huang Wenjin was expressionless, glanced at Gu Qing lightly, and then sat on the futon, closing his eyes without saying a word, with a reluctant look, as if someone had put a knife on his neck and forced him to come out to meet guests.
Gu Qing didn't care, he hadn't seen an official, it was normal to meet and get off the horse and put on an official stand.
So Gu Qing continued: "The grass people are the owners of the porcelain kiln in Shiqiao Village, and they have come to meet the county today, to admire the demeanor of the county, and to ask the county to be forgiving." ”
Huang Wenjin opened his eyes, looked at Gu Qing like a sword, and said slowly: "You are the master of the porcelain kiln?" ”
"Exactly."
Huang Wenjin was silent for a moment, suddenly changed his face, and said loudly: "Come on, beat this villain out with a stick!" ”