He Baozheng sighed angrily along the way, angrily scolding Liang Chuan for being young and ignorant, spending so much money to buy a piece of broken land, and with that money, he could go to the opposite side of Nanxi to buy a good paddy field! Liang Chuan let him talk casually, also smiled, and said: "Didn't you listen to Doctor Linghu also said that it was a good feng shui land, his words would not be wrong." ”

How could it be wrong? Ling Huchuan first calculated that Liang Chuan was not in the five elements with a hexagram, and then calculated that the original house was full of evil things, if it wasn't for Liang Chuan's own experience of killing him, he wouldn't believe it, now, believe!

It is impossible for Liang Chuan to tell He Baozheng that he is from a thousand years later, but he just used the body of Yiniang's husband to borrow the corpse to resurrect the soul, he is not a person of this era, so he naturally does not belong to the Five Elements, and it is not bad at all.

So what he said about this piece of land, he also has to take it down, feng shui, one life, two luck, three feng shui, four virtues, five studies, six seven phases and eight gods, nine nobles and ten health, eleven career and mate selection, and twelve auspicious to avoid evil.

The first three are uncontrollable, they can meet but can't be sought, do a good job in personnel and worship ghosts and gods, good things are sent to the door, there are conditions, don't hurry up and take possession, who knows what will happen after death, wealth depends on luck in the sky, maybe he will also go to the peak of life in the future.

He Bao was rambling on the side of Liang Chuan for a long time, Liang Chuan was like a piece of wood, unmoved, so angry that He Baozheng later did not persuade him, and scolded Liang Chuan for being a loser, scolded and scolded, and Liang Chuan kept explaining that now that the money is given, he must go to the county office tomorrow to get the title deed, and recruit his younger brother to be the master, at least he can be a witness!

Brother Zhao came back with the medicine to treat Ye Xiaochai's illness, there was no medicine stove at home, so he asked He Baozheng to borrow one, and wrapped the gauze slowly to boil the soup according to Ling Huchuan's instructions. Yi Niang picked a large basket of plantain, washed it and put it in a pot to boil, and from time to time gave Ye Xiaochai and the three of them water to drink.

The anti-inflammatory and antipyretic effect of plantain is quite good, and after the three people drank it, the obvious abdominal pain and struggle were gone, and they fell asleep one by one.

Yi Niang always brought the decoction to Ye Xiaochai's mouth, although Ye Xiaochai was fascinated, but she was quite repulsed by Yi Niang's medicine, and the effect of resistance was quite intense, and she almost knocked over the bowl of medicine several times. Yi Niang was very puzzled, the taste of this plantain herb was not as bitter as Huang Lian, how could it be such a big reaction.

That night, Yi Niang boiled a few pots of hot water, and the potion boiled out by the recipe was rinsed several times for the three women, and the symptoms of several people were significantly reduced, because the symptoms were too special, and several men could only watch, but they couldn't help anything, and Yi Niang was so tired that she fell asleep directly in the room later.

Liang Chuan is a little sorry for He Baozheng, the ancestral hall was originally a holy place, and now let them live temporarily, and let them treat their illnesses here. You must know that many people in ancient times regarded women's maternity periods as ominous, and they were afraid to avoid them.

He Baozheng just smiled and said, their He family has always only done good deeds, but the generation is falling from generation to generation. Saving people is a good thing, the ancestors will forgive, there is a saying how to say, not to say but to do good deeds, don't ask the future is not.

In a word, Liang Chuan began to respect this ordinary little village official in his heart!

Early the next morning, Liang Chuan took Zhaodi and He Baozheng to Xinghua County again, and did not do much in the past few days, but Xinghua County ran a lot.

Yesterday, when Linghuchuan left, He Baozheng's mother-in-law took a lot of farmhouse specialties to Linghuchuan to take away, but Linghuchuan waved his hand and went back by himself, and today he is going to Xinghua County, He Baozheng is carrying a bamboo basket with those properties, and intends to carry it to Xinghua to Linghuchuan.

The matter of buying land is important, so I am afraid that I will wait for Linghuchuan to put it on hold again, and a few people go straight to the county government of Yanchipu. The last time Liang Chuan came, he took a special process, he was brought in by compulsory measures, not as a legal citizen to enter the government to do things, where he had to wait and see.

He Baozheng looked at the two people with straight eyes, and he didn't dare to say it out loud, his heart was quite arrogant, his eyes couldn't help revealing pride, pointing to the various layouts and systems of the county government to explain to the two people the division of labor of each building, and from time to time he said that when Ben Baozheng was a few years old, he followed his father, that is, He Lu, to do anything here, and which fairy-like old man in the county received their past deeds, which Liang Chuan interjected from time to time to ask more about the heroic past.

In ancient times, the right was respected, the right was inferior, the gate of the instrument door ring stone workshop and the main building of the lobby two halls and three halls were arranged in a central axis in turn, and the left and right were arranged in turn, showing a symmetrical pattern. The text is on the left, and the martial arts are on the right, which is also a product of the Song Dynasty's Wenzun and Wubei. On the left there are the household rites, on the right there are the soldiers and soldiers, the front row of soldiers, the middle of the household punishment, and finally the rites. Household housing manages land household registration, and the general door to find is this.

He Baozheng led Liang Chuan to recruit his younger brother, and came up lightly, with a cat, for fear that the action would be too big to disturb the big people inside. Liang Chuan has seen this scene too many times.

At the grassroots level, there are often people who come to do things, either they can't find a place or they don't know people, many of them may have dealt with the administrative organs a few times in their lives, and the first time they come to these administrative organs, whether formal or informal, they are quite cautious, and they are: leader, ask a question, leader, this. What makes petty civil servants sincerely frightened is a legacy of thousands of years of bureaucracy. He Baozheng, the village head, has been a lifelong head, and he has not been able to enter the county seat to deal with such a bureaucrat a few times, a dog in the village is still a dog, even a dog in the yamen is also a dog with status, not to mention these fathers who are on errands in the yamen, naturally regard them as fairy-like characters, and they are a little respectful, which is normal.

In the house, a middle-aged man in his forties with a white face and a slight beard is holding a partridge spotted building lamp, with a Erlang leg crossed, enjoying the fragrance of tea in the morning, the whole yamen is quiet and uninhabited, the morning sun shines on the body through the paper window, the whole person is lazy, quite nourishing.

He Baozheng knocked on the knocker, and the sudden sound startled the official who was drinking tea, the hot tea in the tea cup burned his tongue and lips, and splashed the tea all over his body, and he hurriedly got up and patted off the tea stains on his body. Turning around and looking at the door, it was three people who had never seen it before, and at first glance it was the people in the township, so angry that he roared loudly: "What are you doing? Who are you? ”

He Baozheng's old man smiled like an old chrysanthemum, his face was full of folds, and the flattering smile made Liang Chuan and Brother Zhao shudder, you old man really made it out. He Baozheng was quite polite in his mouth, and said: "The small one is Baozheng of He Lu Village, Fengshan Township, surnamed He, I came to the county government today to ask for trouble to help a foreign customer in the village buy a piece of land, and by the way, see if I can change the customer's cheap nationality, and it will belong to my He Lu main nationality in the future, and I will accept the silver according to the law." ”

This post is surnamed Huang, knows a stroke and a half, there is no hope for fame, relying on the relationship between his wife and relatives, he donated a knife and pen in the house of the yahu in Xinghua County. There are dozens of people in this Xinghua, large and small, why is He Lu's Baozheng so eye-catching? As if I've never dealt with each other, this time the door is so abrupt, it is estimated that the poor ghost village chief of a poor village came to the door to kiss, what is this thing on his body, and he can't get on the road?

Huang Tisi looked at He Baozheng and the two people behind him suspiciously and dissatisfied, both of them had empty hands and couldn't take out anything valuable at a glance, and asked, "Buy land?" Do you know the rules for selling land? Just a few of you are here, but is anyone from the seller coming? ”

Huang Tiesi asked several questions in a row, fortunately, although He Baozheng has not had many capable people in He Lu who can buy and sell land or anything over the years, but he has operated it anyway and knows that the buyer and seller can only go through the formalities when the buyer and seller are together. He pointed to the Zhao brother behind him and said: "Back to the words of the master, the two families are here, this is the second son of He Lu Zheng Liangqing, buy their land, and he will paint the mortgage on his behalf." ”

"He Lu Zheng Liangqing, you have to look for it." There are all the registration information of the main and guest in the register of the townships and villages in Xinghua in the house, one by one, a thick stack, some remote places because of the very little change, the population is generally outflow rather than inflow, there is no need to change at all, over time, other Ding account books are fast to rot and always put on the top, how to Lu in a few poor places This kind of sticker book has no impression of itself, always below.

Huang Tisi took out a pile of yellowed ledgers on one of the last Bogu shelves, with a thick layer of ash on them. Huang Tiesi blew hard, and the dust on it flew in all directions, choking Huang Tiesi sneezed several times, waved his hand and raised it vigorously. Liang Chuan's eyesight was good, and when he saw Huang Tiesi so embarrassed, he immediately trotted to Huang Tiesi, took the Ding account book in Huang Tiesi's hand with both hands, and said: "Lord Tiesi, you are tired, I can do this little work, where do these books move?" ”

Huang Tiesi pays the most attention to his image on weekdays, and took a few books to make himself disgraced, fortunately, this little posterior is quite on the road, and he also knows to come over to help him, he glanced at Liang Chuan a few more times, and pointed to the public case that had just drunk tea, "Oh, just put it on the table." ”

After saying that, he was busy dusting off the ashes on his body, and the blue big-sleeved robe had just been changed for him this morning, and he had to make a few noises when he went back, and he almost had some excuse to make trouble on weekdays, alas.

On the cover of each book is the name of each village, and on it is the name of all the registered people, surname, land, field, neighborhood, origin of the industry, tax money, and other information. Huang Tisi flipped through the book one by one, and kept chanting in his mouth: Shanshui, Lianqian, Wudian and other villages, reading one he frowned, damn, why haven't I heard of any bird village, this has been put for a few years, and it has not moved, alas, there is, He Lu!