Bai Yulian dropped the letter and fled.

Zhang Pei'er became more and more determined, "Brother, Fu Xiaoguan is definitely not dead!" ”

Zhang Wenhan took out the letter paper and unfolded it, "Sister, I know that Fu Xiaoguan is indeed a genius, and the people who admire him in this world have also gone to sea." You threw yourself across the river for him, and you came down the mountain to kill him...... I said, I'm afraid you won't be able to cultivate that ruthless sword. ”

Zhang Pei'er's face turned red and her mouth curled, "If he really didn't die, I would have to kill him!" ”

Zhang Wenhan glanced at Zhang Pei'er, thinking that if he really didn't die, if he really stood in front of you, I was afraid that you couldn't even hold the sword in your hand, how could you kill him?

Then his eyes were drawn to the words on the paper, and he looked at it carefully, and his face gradually showed joy—

"Tut-tut, my brother used to look down on that gentleman, but now my brother really admires him more and more!"

"Someone...... Call Huang Xiancheng in, this official has a task to explain! ”

"Show me."

"You're going to kill him, what's there to see?"

"Brother......!"

Zhang Wenhan handed the letter to Zhang Pei'er, thinking that Fu Xiaoguan's house was still dead, if he was alive, how many young girls would be harmed!

Huang Xianchen walked in, and Zhang Wenhan stretched out his hand and pointed: "Sit down...... How many people have come back from Pingling? ”

"Yu Xianzun, the northern border army sent back 31,278 people, all of whom ran to Pingling Mountain last winter."

"Now it's settled?"

"Some families have returned home, and there are still more than 3,000 people left homeless, and the Pingling School has been on vacation, so these 3,000 people have been temporarily placed in the school, and they have to wait until their collapsed buildings are built again...... I'm afraid that this will be next year, and the grain sent back by the northern border army will be enough for them to survive the winter, but the silver is only 2,200 taels. ”

Huang Xiancheng pondered for a moment, and then said: "Quyi is urging us to pay back the money and grain...... What the old man thought, is it to pay them back part of it first? ”

"Stop!" Zhang Wenhan waved his hand, "He Yan Linqiu is backed by Yan Zai, rest assured, he will not lack silver and food, but we, my father doesn't love my mother, it's just winter, I don't know if I can spend ...... safely this year."

Zhang Wenhan poured a cup of tea for Huang Xiancheng, leaned over, and said mysteriously: "Old Huang, there is great news now, if this step is taken well, we will be able to turn over in Pingling immediately." ”

Huang Xiancheng was stunned, thinking that I had been mixed from a small official to a county official in Pingling for 30 years!

In the past 30 years, the county order has changed fifteen!

Every county magistrate is full of ambition when he comes, and he is embarrassed when he leaves.

Just like the old man Jinshi in front of him, when he came at the end of the year, he was also high-spirited, and he was all the same, but now he hooked his shoulders with him and called him Lao Huang Lao Huang.

This place hurts people!

Pity this county magistrate, even the illusion of wishful thinking appeared in his mind - Pingling will be able to turn over immediately? How to translate it? Poor people are still poor!

Zhang Wenhan really hooked his shoulders and put his hand on Huang Xiancheng's shoulder, "Now, you ask County Lieutenant Zheng to take the twenty catches in his hand, beat gongs and drums to the townships and towns to publicize the official." ”

"Propaganda for what?" Huang Xiancheng asked in surprise.

"Wait, I'll write to you."

Zhang Wenhan took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote on the paper in high spirits:

"Pingling County Xishan Cement Workshop, Xishan Brick and Tile Workshop recruits workers, the number is not limited, the gender is not limited, and the age of 12 to 60 can be recruited. The salary is paid daily, the young are 50 wen a day, and the old and young are 30 wen a day! Those who can read and hyphenate are eighty words a day! An elder with a skill, a hundred days!

The recruits went to the Pingling County Ya on October 16, and once hired, they were given 10 catties of rice! ”

This is the meaning of Fu Xiaoguan's suicide note, but Huang Xiancheng was stunned.

"This ...... My lord, our treasury silver plus the northern border army has only come to a total of more than 4,000 taels, you ......"

It's terrifying!

Isn't 50 wen a day, 1,500 wen a month? A silver tael or two!

I am only two taels of silver a month in this county, but I can read and write, isn't it that the monthly income of this Laoshizi Xishan workshop is higher than that of this county?

Is it possible that Lord Xianzun is delusional and confused?

"Why, don't you believe it?"

Zhang Wenhan put down the brush and rubbed his hands, "This is the first big investment I have attracted to attract investment, let me tell you, after the turn of the year, Xishan will invest more in our place...... Do you know more or not? ”

Huang Xiancheng shook his head in astonishment.

"At least that's the number!" Zhang Wenhan opened his palm.

"Five thousand taels of silver?"

Zhang Wenhan shook his head.

"Could it be 50,000 taels?" Huang Xiancheng gasped, this is the largest investment in Pingling's history!

Zhang Wenhan frowned, "Lao Huang, you are good at everything, but if you are bold, let me tell you, at least 500,000 taels of silver will be invested!" ”

Huang County was stunned and unbelievable.

Zhang Wenhan patted Huang Xiancheng's shoulder again, and smiled with a thief, "Lao Huang, the times are different, the palace chief has given the head, His Majesty has come up with a strategy of both business and agriculture, the status of businessmen is improving, and the preferential policies for businessmen to invest will come down soon." We have to follow the trend of the times and keep up with the rhythm of the times. ”

These words were also said in Fu Xiaoguan's suicide note, Fu Xiaoguan was worried that Zhang Wenhan would be stupid and would not know how to change his reading, so he wrote a lot of them freely, hoping to liberate Zhang Wenhan's thoughts.

He didn't expect that Zhang Wenhan would be driven crazy by this dilapidated situation after being in Pingling for a year.

If it was when he first took office, he would probably really be disdainful, but now he hopes to boost business faster than Fu Xiaoguan himself!

"This West Mountain...... What is the origin? ”

Huang Xiancheng was not dazzled by Zhang Wenhan's words, he was worried about whether he would be a liar - after all, even if a normal businessman wanted to smash such a large sum of silver, wouldn't it be better to smash it near Yongning Mansion? Why do you want to come to this poor place where birds don't?

"Xishan is in my hometown of Linjiang, opened by the son of a landlord, and has many workshops, but this cement and brick workshop is only two...... The wealth is huge, and the goods of those workshops make him a lot of money, so you don't have to doubt Xishan's financial resources. ”

When Huang Xiancheng heard this, he was relieved, and his heart suddenly warmed up.

"Is it really such a high salary?"

"I didn't open it, this is the young master of Xishan, can it be fake?"

"This cement...... What is it? ”

"This is a good thing, you will naturally know it in the future, now hurry up and get this done for others, don't come when people come, we don't have workers here, and we still invest in a fart!"