I don't know when it began, in the hearts of the villagers of Shiqiao Village, Gu Qing's changed image has been deeply rooted.

The cowardly, honest and introverted appearance in the past still remains in everyone's minds, but everyone's eyes really see Gu Qing's appearance now, strong, righteous, simple and rude, and occasionally you can see some inexplicable vicissitudes on his face.

No one felt that something was wrong, as if the young man named Gu Qing should have been like this, the cowardly and honest Gu Qing was just a pretended illusion, and now he is the real him.

He is obviously not very old, and he doesn't even have a beard on his mouth, but all the villagers still can't help but regard him as the helmsman of the village, his words, an order, a shout, as long as it is heard, will be carried out without hesitation, never thinking about whether it is right or not, in the hearts of simple villagers, Gu Qing must have thought about the question of "right or not", and will only say it after determining its correctness, so, what doubts do you have? Just do it.

Imperceptibly, moisturizing things silently. The cowardly Gu Qing in the past has died in people's hearts, and now Gu Qing is alive vividly.

The recent focus of Shiqiao Village's work is not to burn porcelain, porcelain burning has a fixed manpower, Hao Donglai invited craftsmen and miscellaneous workers can be competent, the busiest thing in the village is infrastructure, Gu Qing said, to expand Shiqiao Village, in the future, many people will be relocated, most of them are the families of porcelain kiln craftsmen and miscellaneous workers, and there must be a place to live when they move over, so building houses has become the focus of the villagers' recent work, of course, they are all paid.

The most important thing in the countryside is land, there was originally a large piece of land in the west of the village, which used to be a bamboo forest, and then the villagers wanted to build a roof and make a bamboo table or something, and the bamboo forest was cut down a lot one after another, Gu Qing and Feng Aweng looked around, and finally Gu Qing clapped the board and simply shoveled all the bamboo forests, and the new houses were built here.

The amount of work was not small, and all the villagers who could do the work were mobilized, whether men, women, young or old, but there were still not enough people, and they could only occasionally temporarily assign people from the craftsmen and miscellaneous servants on the mountain, and the remuneration should naturally make them happy.

The construction site is in full swing, Gu Qing occasionally comes to inspect it, and every time he sees the rows of houses gradually having outlines, he is always in a good mood.

Before he knew it, this place had become a very important part of his life, this was the foundation, this was the home.

…………

Xian Yu Zhongtong hasn't left yet.

Yesterday, perhaps I stayed in the mountains for too long and was too confused, tired, hungry and scared, and I was inexplicably drunk after a few sips of wine.

After getting up this morning, Xian Yu Zhongtong planned to leave at the urging of the curtain guests. The festival government in Yizhou is still waiting for him, the festival envoy, to take office, but he is in a hurry like a mountain and water, and he is afraid that it will not be possible to speed up his pace.

Xian Yu Zhongtong, who had changed into clean clothes, walked to the door of Gu Qing's house, and his entourage stepped forward and knocked on the door, and it took a long time for Gu Qing to open the door, looking at everyone outside the door with an unhappy face.

Xian Yu Zhongtong was a little puzzled.

Wasn't it true that yesterday had already been released? Everyone also drank hymns together, and finally said goodbye, the atmosphere was very harmonious, why did we meet today and look unhappy?

"Meet the marshal." Gu Qing stood at the door and saluted.

Xian Yu Zhongtong was originally unhappy in his heart, but after all, he was a literati, and he had also come into contact with all kinds of literati with strange temperaments and personalities in Chang'an City, the more talented the literati the more eccentric their tempers were, and this young man could make such a stunning Mid-Autumn Festival speech, even if his temper was weird, it was not incomprehensible.

So Xian Yu Zhongtong decided to ignore Gu Qing's indifferent expression generously, and after nodding his head, he walked into the courtyard with his hands down.

"Yesterday I was too busy drinking, and I was a little drunk, you and I didn't have enough fun talking about poetry, did the young man think so?" Xian Yu Zhongtong looked at the simple courtyard road.

Gu Qing was stunned, you almost stripped naked/ran, how else can you have fun?

"Jie Shuai, uh, what a good interest, boy."

"Don't talk nonsense, just ask you, in addition to the Mid-Autumn Festival, are there any other masterpieces? Poems and long and short sentences are acceptable, with your talent, there should be more than this one, right? Take it out and let the old man feast his eyes. ”

Gu Qing shook his head: "Vulgar people in the countryside, how can they have the leisure to compose poems, the Mid-Autumn Festival words are only made by chance, and there is no new work other than this." ”

Xian Yu Zhongtong frowned: "The old man's Mid-Autumn Festival words are enough to be proud of the Tang Dynasty talents, how can he only make one poem?" Poetry and literature should be diligent, otherwise wouldn't it be a waste of talent? ”

Gu Qing said helplessly: "The kid is not enthusiastic about poetry, so he only wrote this one." ”

Xian Yu Zhongtong shook his head with some disappointment, and said: "That's it, it's a pity that the talent, Gu Qing, the old man will leave today, if there are new poems in the future, you might as well send someone to Yizhou Festival Mansion, the old man has his own honorarium, and he won't let people run in vain." ”

Hearing that Xian Yu Zhongtong was finally leaving, Gu Qing couldn't help but be overjoyed, and even his attitude was much more enthusiastic: "Is Jie Shuai leaving?" Stay a few more days? ”

Xian Yu Zhongtong was stunned for a moment, quickly glanced at the guest next to him, and said slowly: "Since you are kind to keep the old man, it is not impossible to linger for a few more days, just take a look at the customs here......

Gu Qing: "............"

I'm so angry, I want to slap myself and swell my mouth, and it's inconvenient to fan myself in front of outsiders, so my heart is so blocked!

So the ancients were so realistic? Can't hear what kind words are?

"Section, Section, you ...... There should be a lot of military affairs waiting for you in Yizhou, right? Gu Qing tried to save the building from falling.

Xian Yu Zhongtong looked around at the courtyard, and said lightly: "Don't be in a hurry, there is no boss in the festival for half a year, and I haven't seen any big movements." ”

Saying that, Xian Yu Zhongtong's eyes lit up, pointed to a wooden plate on the east side of the courtyard, and said, "Hey, what is this?" Bizarre. ”

Gu Qing looked listlessly along his fingers and said, "Sand table, the kid is playing for a while." ”

Xian Yu Zhongtong waved his hand, and ordered his entourage to carry the sand table to the middle of the courtyard, bowed his hand and looked at it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more novel it became: "There are mountains, rivers and houses, this is ......"

"The kid opened a porcelain kiln in the back mountain, and there were always villains who coveted it, so he made a sand table to facilitate the patrol and defense of the young and strong people in the village. The villagers are a bit stupid and can't read the map, so it's more intuitive to make a sand table. ”

Gu Qing explained on the side, Xian Yu Zhongtong didn't seem to hear it at all, he still stared at the sand table, his face became more and more solemn, not only him, but even the guests next to him were also attracted, and unconsciously came up, the two stared at the sand table with changing faces, and raised their heads from time to time to exchange glances.

After a long time, Xian Yu Zhongtong straightened his waist and said in a deep voice: "This thing was created by you?" ”

"Yes."

"Does anyone else know?"

Gu Qing didn't understand, it was just a sand table, and the two of them looked like they were facing a great enemy, which made him nervous.

"No one knows about it except the villagers." Gu Qing said worriedly, in his opinion, the sand table is just a manual job, not an earth-shattering secret, compared to the discovery of coal, the sand table can really only be regarded as his temporary play, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

Xian Yu Zhongtong and the curtain guest looked at each other, and the curtain guest nodded with a condensed expression: "There is nothing difficult to understand, and you can know it at a glance when you are late, mainly because no one thought of such a delicate thing in the past, Jie Shuai, this thing is very useful!" ”

Xian Yu Zhongtong's appearance at this moment has completely changed, it is not at all the uninhibited and heartless literati sour and rotten appearance of yesterday, at this moment, Gu Qing really saw a little bit of the calm and spicy taste of the feudal officials.

"Send someone to arrange it, I will stay here for a few more days, you will specialize in this thing for a few days, so as to be thorough in knowledge, write it down after you figure it out, and send people to Kanyu Jiannan, Tubo, Nanzhao and other places after you arrive in Yizhou, and make a few such sand tables."

"Late in life, obey."