As the second person in power in the Yali of Qiantang County, Rong Rong's recent life has been very busy, but he is also fulfilling.

Get up early every morning to teach, teach and educate people, and there is naturally only one student, that is, Wang Zhixian's bear child, Wang Xiaopang. In the afternoon, he helped the county lord to deal with official business, and was familiar with the various operations of the third class and six rooms of the county government, and did his homework in advance for the career he might enter in the future.

During the Hongwu period, there were many staff members and scribes who were promoted to officials, although most of them were difficult to rise to high positions in the end, but they could be regarded as seeking an official and a half position in the court, which was enough to glorify their ancestors.

As soon as the time came to get out of school, Wang Xiaopang, who had been tortured by the sage's books, let out a cheer like a little wolf cub, and then ran out of the school, and quickly disappeared in the master's courtyard with agility that did not match his body shape at all------

Xiao Rong cleaned up the table alone, and then went out of the house, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Xiao Zhu walking briskly this way.

As the henchmen and subordinates of the eldest lord, the two of them now have different status in the county government, all of which is naturally thanks to Li Qian's blessings, and they have a teacher, so the relationship between the two is good.

"Xiao Zhu, do you have something to do with the county?" Xiao Rong smiled and said hello.

"Don't look for cousin, senior brother, I'm here to find you." Xiao Zhu smiled, and then said, "Mr. asked someone to pass the word, please come over." ”

"Oh? But what did you say? ”

"No, there are people who come to each other, and they don't explain anything." Xiao Zhu said with disgust on his face: "This descendant of the Li family can't even understand a word, it seems that Mr. only cares about sleeping on weekdays, and neglects to discipline them------"

When Xiao Rong heard this, his eyes couldn't help but look at his buttocks, and he said in his heart that you are naughty again, and you dare to say bad things about Mr. behind your back.

"Uh------"

Zhu Zhendong's kung fu of observing words and emotions became better and better, and soon noticed his ill-intentioned gaze, and couldn't help but 'chuckle' in his heart, knowing that this guy might have to hit his own little report later, so he stopped his mouth at the right time, and changed the topic: "You better hurry over, look at that person in a hurry, it is estimated that it will be a big deal." ”

Xiao Rong nodded lightly, and without saying a word, he set off to the Li family's courtyard, and Xiao Zhu went to Wang Zhixian to take leave on his behalf.

Na Cheng thought, when he hurried to the Li family, he found that things were completely unexpected to him------ but it was really a big deal, it was too big - the begging festival was coming, and the Li family's maid wanted to put the lamp, so Li Qian invited him to come and paint.

Isn't that a big deal?

Just imagine, since Li Daguan can post a list all over the city for the disappearance of the two maids and offer sky-high rewards, then for him, the maids are of course a big deal to celebrate the begging festival------

didn't think much about it at the moment, Rong Rong could only follow the guidance of his subordinates with a helpless face, and soon came to Li Qian's face.

"Xiao Rong, ------" Li Qian's old god was lying on the rocking chair on the ground, swaying, and the old face was slightly red and explained: "You also know, I can't do this painting skill, so I'll bother you this time." ”

Although there are also people selling some lanterns with exquisite patterns, most of the women in this year are ingenious, and they prefer to add a painting to the Kong Ming lantern by themselves, so as to show full sincerity, so that the seventh sister can be moved, and then match herself with a good son-in-law------

However, early this morning, Li Qian accidentally dug a pit for himself.

When he saw the graffiti work of the silly girl Li Bingning, he praised "The duck is well drawn" against his will. Who knew that the silly girl's eyes turned red when she landed, and she pouted aggrievedly and told her that they were painted with mandarin ducks. It's so good to die, Li Qian couldn't help but laugh when he heard it------

Now it's a big trouble, and the tearful stupid girl has to beg him to paint a better picture for himself, so as not to be ridiculed by the sisters in the courtyard.

Li Qian had no choice but to agree, but before he could start writing, Zijin and Zipei actually led a group of girls to surround them, and they all wanted their young master to help draw------

And Li Qian's painting skills are average, and he can still handle it in front of ordinary people, but in the eyes of everyone in the painting, it is not enough to see, not to mention that he still paints on a lantern instead of a flat table?

In case when the maids put the lanterns, which lantern accidentally floated into the hands of a certain great man, and people inquired again and learned that this painting was from the hand of Li Daguan, wouldn't it damage the image?

Therefore, he thought of asking Rong Rong for help, and he could be lazy with peace of mind.

"Cough, but Mr. Fan's orders, Xiao Rong has nothing to do, just raise his hands."

"Haha, the pen fee won't be less for you." As she was talking, a maid had already served delicate refreshments, and Li Qian ordered her to bring pens, ink, paper, inkstones and other utensils, as well as countless Kong Ming lanterns wrapped in white paper.

Xiao Rong was a little dumbfounded when he saw this, so much?

"Ahem------" Li Qian touched his nose and said with a wry smile: "You can't favor one over the other, so you just work hard and draw a picture for each of them." ”

"Okay------" Xiao Rong responded with a bitter face, and said in his heart that this has really become a physical work.

Xiao Rong began to get busy, and a group of maids chattered around the great painter about the patterns they wanted, and Li Qian's sleeping environment was disturbed.

He is not the kind of master who likes to treat his subordinates harshly, and at the moment, he can only run to the study to hide from Qingjing.

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With the increasing fame, there have been more and more people who have posted their respects to the house recently, and there are many invitations to invite Li Qian to the banquet.

However, Li Qian didn't bother to pay attention to these trivial matters of entertainment, so he instructed Zijin to push them one by one, and only the posts of some important people needed to be known to him, and he would take the idea personally.

I was bored, so I looked through the new stack of unprocessed names on the table, and picked up an invitation card for a big wedding banquet. What "the little girl returns on the sixteenth of this month, and she is determined to wait for the lesson in the afternoon of the day." ------ the Champion Building"

Then I opened a few posts at random, and found that in addition to the slightly normal posts of the scholars, there were actually two invitations for the women of the Qinglou to leave the pavilion and the bustard's mother to invite guests to eat and drink------

Unintentionally, I saw an invitation card from the Spring Breeze Smile Building, but the person who posted it was Liu Ruyan.

Liu Ruyan invited him several times, but Zijin said it in front of him, but Li Qian was busy arranging to deal with the Zhao family at the time, so he had no time to pay attention to these mundane things, so he basically pushed them all, including posts sent by several celebrities.

And this time, the invitation was sent to invite him to watch the performance at the Chunfeng Yixiao Building tomorrow night.

Today is the sixth day of the seventh month, and tomorrow night will be the night of Qixi Festival. In other words, Chunfeng Yixiao Building should have arranged a more lively program in this festival, and guests from all walks of life will be invited to enjoy it.

In fact, this year's Qixi Qiqiao Festival does not have a bit of Valentine's Day flavor. In later generations, young people insisted on making all Chinese and Western festivals Valentine's Day, and they were happy in chain hotels or small hotels such as Homeinn, Hanting, and Qitian, and the artillery fire was continuous------

This year's begging festival is not as lively as the Mid-Autumn Festival and other festivals, it is purely a daughter's festival, and it is relatively simple. The girls are nothing more than setting up incense cases to make clever fruits, saying goodbye to the Weaver Girl, threading needles and tricks, and putting Kong Ming lanterns, and there are only a few programs.

Of course, Qixi Festival is also a book festival, although the men are just a begging festival, but they will also take out their collection of books on this day to dry, showing off their cultural level, after all, the pretending X is not divided into generations------

Closing the invitation, Li Qian groaned for a while, and finally felt a little guilty in his heart, feeling that his repeated refusals were a bit too bad for Liu Ruyan.

Then he instructed his subordinates to go next door to send a message to his two new neighbors, Yang Qing and Shen Tianyou, and made an appointment to go to Chunfeng Yixiao Building together tomorrow night to consume, this time the big boss had a treat!

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I took a nap in the study and woke up in the middle of noon.

When he returned to the courtyard, Xiao Rong had just finished painting the last lantern and officially announced the end of the work.

Li Qian looked at it, ho! It is indeed a lifelike painting, and the painter is enough to throw off his own eight streets. And the patterns on those lanterns are also varied, what magpie bridge meets, mandarin ducks play in the water, seven sisters weaving clouds, etc.

Back in the rocking chair and sitting down, Li Qian personally poured him tea and chatted with him. Not far from the side, there are two maids who are responsible for cleaning up Li Qian's book collection------ there is no way, follow the customs, Li Qian has no idea of drying books, but because of the eyes of the world and the pointing that may be behind him, he also perfunctorily let people take a few stacks of books out to dry.

Xiao Rong stretched his waist and moved his sore arms, but his eyes were staring at the collection of books in the distance, Li Qian smiled when he saw this: "I don't have any unique books here, there are a lot of rare books, if you are interested, you can bring a few back to see." ”

Xiao Rong was flattered when he heard this, and thanked him repeatedly, and then Li Qian personally led him to the study to pick up books, which was regarded as a thank you for his hard work.

After picking out the book, Li Qian personally sent Rong Rong to the gate, and happened to see the officers and soldiers of the brigade outside trotting in a mighty line, and the pedestrians on the side of the road avoided one after another, a scene of chickens flying and dogs jumping.

In fact, since yesterday afternoon, the investigation and suppression action led by the company has kicked off with great fanfare, and people inside and outside Hangzhou are panicking, and everyone in the city fox society is in danger, but they are afraid of harming the pond fish------

Regarding this matter, Li Qian was also quite puzzled for a while, and he couldn't guess what the two old guys were thinking.

However, at least judging from the current situation, it will not affect his plan to deal with the Zhao family, on the contrary, it has invisibly added a layer of personal safety for him------ strange to say that the government has carried out a very strict search for cultists in this area.

Could it be that there are really dens of those people around here?

Can't guess it, can't guess it------