21 The Lu family could not afford to lose
After informing the news, Lu Xin left, and after a while, an apprentice called Lu Zhi to go out, Lu Zhi thought that Xiao Xinzi had dropped something, and when he went out, he saw that it was the workers of the Lu family's workshop.
When Foreman Zhou saw Lu Zhi, he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, but he couldn't pull it, he was the hardest hit at that time, "My old Zhou is the Lu family in this life!" ”
Lu Zhi stepped forward to help Foreman Zhou, and looked at the red-eyed craftsmen, "My Lu family doesn't bully people, and I can't suffer losses, and when I encounter bullying in the future, tell me, I'll call the shots for you." ”
The craftsmen and masters are all honest people, and they were moved, Lu Zhi coughed, and couldn't stand the atmosphere, "What are you crying about, the good days are still ahead." ”
"Look, do you see the clearing I mean? In the future, you will work and live there, and you will build your own houses, and you can build whatever you want. ”
Foreman Zhou was stunned for a moment, then knelt down again, this time Lu Zhi couldn't pull it up again, "Fourth son, can you really do anything?" ”
"Lao Zhou, it's not the first day you met me, and you said that you are invited to eat soup cakes, can you eat them every time? When was there any ambiguity in what I promised? Lu Zhi shook his hand, and didn't care about the kneeling Foreman Zhou, he leaned halfway, touching his chest and looking very sad.
A few craftsmen wiped the corners of their eyes and pulled Foreman Zhou up, and a group of rough old men looked at the fake Lu Zhi, and they all grinned when they looked at it, the clumsy acting skills of the fourth prince can be seen through even by fools.
"Let's go back and discuss with my family, let's come and live together." Lu Zhi's very serious words hit the tears of the craftsmen again, and he saw that his emotions were about to collapse again.
Foreman Zhou bowed and left smartly, and said with a smile as he walked that he wanted to go home to pick up people, but in fact, he had no one to pick up, no children, and his parents had passed away, and the lady had just been rescued and committed suicide......
The person was not saved, and after Foreman Zhou's wife went home, she first pretended to be open, and then committed suicide while Foreman Zhou was asleep and swallowed gold, swallowing their love token.
The other craftsmen did the same, and they were not hypocritical, and they rushed home one by one, and no one wanted to follow in the footsteps of Foreman Zhou, no matter how much gossip there was, where could they get a bowl of hot food.
Lu Zhi just watched them walk away one by one, and Lu Jian didn't know when he came behind him, "It's all poor people." ”
"Yes, the misery of life makes it almost impossible for them to face it, and now these people who have nowhere to escape finally have a safe haven, alas, hoping that they can really let go of their original living environment."
Lu Jian looked at Lu Zhi's back in a daze, feeling that the little ancestor was infinitely tall, but he couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it going to work harder?" ”
Lu Zhi smiled, and did not deny it, he was not a saint, so he naturally asked for something, "Win-win, win-win, by the way, the city lord has been there?" ”
Lu Jian nodded, and after a little consideration, "I went in the name of thanks, and I also gave an opening gift." ”
"And money for gifts? The carved chair I sent last time, what is it this time? Lu Zhi is quite interested in this, the Lu family doesn't have much money, and the Jiantian Workshop spends a lot, so he can't afford to give a single gift.
Lu Jian held the void in his hand, quite complacent, "I personally opened the furnace to beat the two iron balls I sent." ”
"Turning iron balls? Is it the one that is similar to the lion's head? Lu Zhi knew as soon as he saw Lu Jian's movements, "That's really shabby." ”
Lu Jian put down his hand embarrassedly, and Lu Zhi continued, "If you don't have money to buy gifts, you say you don't have money, and what else do you have to say to me." ”
Lv Jian: "......"
It's not what I want to say, it's not what you asked, okay, just laugh if you want to, who made you a little ancestor.
Lu Zhi smirked a few times, and Lu Jian laughed a few more times, even if it was self-deprecation to relieve the sorrow of having no money at home, the Lu family really had no cards, since he returned to Xuanwu City, he only held a large-scale banquet, that is, the ancestor worship that he had just come back, and there was no rest, which was not in line with the style of the big family at all.
Lu Jian paused, "I told the city lord about Qian Laohan and Qian Xiaomei as a joke, and they all said it according to the meaning of the little ancestor, but I only had limited learning, and the time was tight at that time, so I didn't have time to ask the third child to help polish and polish." ”
"What did you say?"
"I said that I saw someone marrying on the road, and when I inquired about marrying the eighteenth concubine, the scene was not festive, and the son-in-law also opened the head of the old man on the street, and I didn't say who it was, and then it was gone."
"Well, it's not enough to be emotional, but it's just right." What kind of lies are most credible? Nine points true and one point false is the most credible, especially Lu Jian's flat and straightforward narrative, almost no one will doubt it.
Lu Zhi used to read a sentence in the NBA commentary, the shorter the news, the bigger the matter, and it is basically true, those things that are said are basically processed, or speculated, or simply just for the sake of traffic.
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Castle Lord's Mansion.
The city lord really didn't suspect it, he didn't think that Lu Jian was the kind of person who would play tricks and tricks, how straightforward he was to do things, and he happened to be not busy with official business today, so he told the story of Qian Laohan to the housekeeper, thinking about having a pastime, this kind of street anecdotes everyone loves to hear, don't look at him as the city lord, life is even more boring than ordinary people.
The housekeeper changed color in an instant, and his face was solemn thinking about what the city lord meant, but the city lord didn't hear the laughter, and looked back, "Huh? How? Have you heard? Something else to hide from me? ”
"The old slave doesn't dare!" The housekeeper pounced and knelt on the ground, "The old slave is at fault, he failed to remind the master in time, so that the master's prestige will be damaged, and the old slave not only knows about the Qian family's affairs, but also knows who did it." ”
"Who?" It's not a big deal for someone to bully men and women, but it has something to do with their own prestige, so they can't help but care.
"Zhao Gongzi."
The city lord snorted coldly and sat down on the carved chair, "What kind of son!" When did the Zhao family become so lawless? Others don't dare to say it, why can't you hide it from me? ”
"Aren't all of your indulgence? The Zhao family is arrogant and domineering, can you, the initiator, still be unclear? The housekeeper thought so, but he didn't dare to say so, "The old slave really doesn't dare!" ”
"The master has favored Zhao Xiong in recent years, and the old slave is afraid that if he says it, the master will suspect that the old slave is competing for favor, and the old slave has served the master for decades, so I really don't want to have a case." The words were sincere, and the city lords were moved, but they didn't know whether they were really moved or fake.
"Hmm, it's time to knock on the Zhao family." The city lord was thinking about how to beat it, and a little guy whispered a few words to the housekeeper, and the housekeeper turned around and whispered, "Zhao Xiong is here, saying that he wants to get justice for his son." ”
"Justice? Just in time! As soon as the city lord leaned back on the chair, Zhao Xiong began to cry as soon as he entered the house, but unfortunately he made a mistake, and the city lord was silent throughout the whole process, not knowing what he was thinking.