"This, this ......" Mo Dazhi couldn't answer.

Song Wenjian continued: "What if Chen Huatao takes the money and doesn't return the evidence to you? ”

"Probably not, right?" Mo Dazhi was worried.

Song Wenjian snorted coldly: "Chen Huatao is ruthless, what can't he do?" ”

"Wen Jian, how do you say this is good?" From what he said just now, Mo Dazhi felt that Song Wenjian was not a fool.

"It's better to pay for this kind of thing with one hand and deliver it with the other." Song Wenjian said. "You send a letter to Chen Huatao saying that you will meet at Yunke Restaurant at noon tomorrow, and you will pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, otherwise he will not listen to him."

Mo Dazhi's eyes lit up, and he was also thinking about where to trade.

Come to your own home, it doesn't seem to have a good impact.

It is even worse to go to the yamen, and it is easy to be known by others.

It is best to go to the kind of place where Yunke Restaurant is, and ordinary people do not dare to make trouble there, and it is said that the restaurant has the background of Leizhou officials.

"However, Chen Huatao is a classic history, and there are many people under him, I am afraid that they will come when the time comes." Mo Dazhi looked at Song Wenjian and stopped talking.

Song Wenjian said with a smile: "Father-in-law, don't worry about this, I will go to Yunke Restaurant with you tomorrow, with us here, Chen Huatao will not dare to mess around." ”

"Yes, yes, Wen Jian, it seems that you are still smart, and you can recruit more helpers to be prepared." Mo Dazhi said excitedly.

Just now, Song Wenjian brought more than a dozen helpers, all of them are tall and big, with them, he is not afraid of Chen Huatao's tricks.

Song Wenjian said strangely: "Father-in-law, didn't you say that I was a loser just now?" ”

"How can I say you're a loser? You must have misheard. Mo Dazhi immediately straightened his chest and said that he supported Song Wenjian.

Song Wenjian glanced at Mo Dazhi, this cheap father-in-law has the potential to be an official.

On the other hand, his father, rotten wood cannot be carved.

It is said that what sounds good is righteousness, and what is not good is that it is dead and ancient.

If you don't know how to make some money in the officialdom of the Moon Dynasty, and you don't know how to coax your subordinates, how can you be a good official?

Originally, with Song Wenjian's current money, he could support his father and let him go further.

But when it comes to buying officials, it is estimated that he will not go.

And I don't know many people in the officialdom, and this Mo Dazhi is the best entry point.

"Father-in-law, do you want to be promoted?" Song Wenjian suddenly asked Mo Dazhi.

Mo Dazhi was stunned, what is Song Wenjian's words? Just now he thought that Song Wenjian was not stupid now, but he didn't expect that he was still a little stupid.

Who wouldn't want to be promoted? But this kind of thing can't be said on the table.

Seeing that Mo Dazhi didn't answer, Song Wenjian continued: "Father-in-law, I mean that people go to high places, and if you don't want to be promoted, it's not a good discipline. ”

"It's not that I don't want to rise, it's that I don't have money." Mo Dazhi's heart moved, and he deliberately said with a bitter face: "Wen Jian, in fact, I have already found the way, as long as I have money, I can be promoted to the eighth or seventh rank." ”

"How much money do you need?" Song Wenjian asked.

"One thousand taels of silver." Mo Dazhi said: "You also know that my training is only a deputy position, and any benefits are taken by the teaching, and I have not saved a thousand taels over the years." ”

Song Wenjian smiled and took out the silver ticket just now from his arms: "Father-in-law, this thousand taels of silver ticket will be related to you." ”

"Okay." Mo Dazhi didn't say a word, and immediately took the silver ticket and put it in his arms. "What about the money to trade with Chen Huatao tomorrow?"

"Don't worry, I still have it." Song Wenjian took out another 1,000 taels of silver tickets.

Song Wenjian received Mo Xintong's letter, and he didn't know what happened to Mo Dazhi, so he took all the silver tickets.

Mo Dazhi was taken aback: "Virtuous son-in-law, is it possible that there is a lot of oil and water when you are the head of the township?" ”

"If you think it's good to be a township head, you can apply to be a township head in Yangqing Township." Song Wenjian sneered.

Mo Dazhi had nothing to say for a while, and he didn't know that the township chief was not good.

In relatively wealthy townships such as Hengshan Township, it is better to say that in a poor place like Yangqing Township, whoever is the head of the township and supervises the tax and grain is unlucky.

Like this incident in Yangqing Township, it is estimated that Mo Weibao will let the people sell their fields and children to pay taxes and grain, and supervising this kind of place may cause trouble to themselves.

The township supervised by Mo Dazhi also barely paid all the taxes and grain, and he couldn't get much oil and water.

Everyone wondered how Song Wenjian made Yangqing Township pay enough taxes and grain, and they sent someone to inquire, and it was said that he collected some commercial taxes from Wei Township, and asked the farmers to pay some of them themselves.

Mo Dazhi sneered: "Virtuous son-in-law, I have this money, I can go to Leizhou Mansion to do some work, it is estimated that I will be promoted in less than a month." ”

"Well, you can also help my father figure out how much money is needed." Song Wenjian whispered.

"Okay." Mo Dazhi was not afraid of Song Hua grabbing his position.

Leizhou Mansion is a fifth-grade official position, and a large number of sixth- and seventh-grade officials.

Song Huaneng was transferred to Leizhou Mansion, which was also good for him, after all, they were in-laws.

After talking about things, Mo Dazhi asked the servant to go to Chen's house to find Chen Huatao, saying that he would pay the money and deliver the goods at Yunke Restaurant at noon tomorrow.

Mo Xintong knocked lightly on the door outside: "Dad, how are you talking?" ”

Mo Xintong saw that his father didn't have a good face for Song Wenjian, and he was afraid that they would quarrel inside.

But the strange thing is that she listened to the silence outside the door, and there was no quarrel.

"Xintong, come in." Mo Dazhi looked happy.

When Mo Xintong came in, Mo Dazhi smiled and said, "Wen Jian is a good person, you can follow him well in the future." ”

"Ahh Mo Xintong looked at his father in shock, is the sun coming out of the west today? Why would his father praise Song Wenjian?

Usually when she returned to her parents' house, she heard her father scold Song Wenjian for being a second fool, saying that it was too unfair for her to marry him.

"Of course, it's good for the lady to follow me." When Song Wenjian saw Mo Xintong, he thought about tonight's round house, and his heart itched. He now wants to put on his wings and fly home.

Song Wenjian and the others walked out of the room, and Mrs. Mo hurriedly asked Mo Dazhi how things were.

When she learned that Song Wenjian had given 1,000 taels of silver, Mrs. Mo looked at Song Wenjian with a completely different look.

"Wen Jian, it's rare for you to come over, so let's have lunch here, right?" Mrs. Mo asked.

"Mother, we've had lunch." Mo Xintong said with a smile. "Why haven't you had lunch yet?"

"Well, it's not because of that incident that everyone has no appetite to eat. But now that I've heard that it's okay, I feel hungry and want to eat. Mrs. Mo said.

Song Wenjian couldn't see the big cow left and right, and couldn't help but ask strangely: "Hey, Dai Wang, where is the big cow?" ”

Mrs. Mo smiled: "Just now I asked the big cow if he had lunch, and he said that he ate a little." I was afraid that he would be hungry, so I asked him to go to the kitchen to eat. ”

"Ah, the big cow went to the kitchen to eat?" Song Wenjian secretly shouted that it was not good.

Sure enough, a servant ran out of the kitchen in a panic: "Sir, madam, it's not good, that big cow man has eaten all the food in our kitchen." ”