"Lord Fu Yin has arrived."

The officials of the Huanglong Mansion put down the documents in their hands and hurriedly stood up.

Some officials hurriedly walked out, wearing official hats.

Some walked to the door of the government office, still bowing their heads to check their official uniforms, for fear that something would be inappropriate.

The officials who served at the gate of the government were even more upright and did not squint.

The new mansion Yin did not let him be greeted ten miles away, and he was not allowed to go to pick it up, and even publicly stated that he was just taking office and did not want to disturb the people.

Sounds like a good-natured person.

But that's just an illusion.

If they really think they are approachable, they are very wrong.

That one, don't look young, it's always either not a shot, or a shot to the end, and the wrist is hard and ruthless.

Mrs. Ma sat in the second car, secretly lifted the curtain, squinted at the officials in front of her, and instructed Poria:

"After a while, the car will stop for a while before going to the backyard.

I'm an elder, and it's not good if I don't show up, so I will lift the curtain and turn my face slightly and nod to those officials.

Don't be curious.

You are the pearl of your father's palm, you have to be like a young lady, you listen to your milk, just sit upright and look ahead. ”

Song Fuling is very cooperative, no problem.

However, Mrs. Ma turned her head and made another difficulty, "But I'm all ordered, there is still a pot of flowers in this car, I can't lift the curtain and nod my head, right?" ”

The grandparents and grandchildren urgently switched seats.

Song Fuling sat by the window.

"Milk, when you lean your head slightly, I promise that I can not only lift the curtain for you so that others can't see that I lifted it, but also look straight ahead to maintain everyone's beautiful demeanor."

The first car stopped, and Song Fusheng got out of the car.

Get out of the car and quickly take a breath of fresh air.

Fugui's stinky feet taste too salty, heavier than the flavor of miso sauce.

Song Fusheng smiled and said: "Colleagues, there is no need to be polite, it is not yet the day of office. In this way, you are busy first, and when the official settles down, the urgent task is heavy (time is tight, the task is heavy), and you will see you on the day of your appointment. ”

After speaking, Song Fusheng got into the car again in the midst of everyone's salute.

The head car led the way to the back house of the government.

When the second car passed by, the curtain was silently lifted, and Mrs. Ma was dressed in a command suit, smiling and nodding to those officials.

With a smile on his face, he said in his heart: how high is the Yimen, how big is the courtyard.

The officials hurriedly bowed again and saluted the mother of Lord Yin.

Just as these people straightened up, they thought:

The whole family of the lord of the mansion did not show up for the first time, but the belongings they brought could not be stopped, which would make them make them make a bigger courtesy.

The emperor gave a plaque.

The emperor has issued an edict.

Furniture given by the eldest princess, a car passing by.

Tongzhi, Tongju, Soldier and Horse Supervisor, Push Official, Zhizhou, Garrison, Regiment Training, Master Bookkeeper, Manager, Join the Army, etc., hundreds of officials in the heavy snow, looking at those royal gifts, with different attitudes, saw the family of Lord Yin of the Mansion settle in.

In the backyard, when the officials who came to Huining, all the belongings and things were moved in and left.

Outsiders thought that the Song Jiu clan would be as solemn as those belongings.

In fact, it is:

Uncle Song and Gao Tu Dou, these old men, with warm sleeves in their hands, looked up here and there in shock:

"It's too big, I'm going to get lost at home."

"yes, it's too hard, and you have to remember the way at home."

The old ladies were in the backyard servant's room and found two families:

"Who are you?"

These two families looked sad, they were not the servants of the Yin family in the previous mansion, they were equipped by the former government, and they were matched from the day they had the Huanglong Mansion, and they were very worried about being driven home:

"Back to the old ladies, the little one is the gardener."

"Back to the old ladies, the small family is doing chores, rough work, burning the fire wall, the kang and the dragon, are all done by the small family."

When the two families were introducing the situation, Ge Erniu waved her hand to stop, and her eyes swept up and down at a black and strong little maid kneeling in front of her: "What did you just say your name?" ”

"Fat girl."

Several old ladies immediately looked at each other, that can't be called a fat girl, isn't this, it has the same name as the eldest lady of the Yin family.

The little maid's family was stunned: Why is the eldest lady called this.

looked like he hurriedly gave up: Then this one should be given to the eldest lady, their family doesn't want it, they just don't know what to call it.

The father of this black and strong maid has good eyesight, and he knocks his head on the ground: "Ask the old lady to give me a name." ”

The name can't be prepared to stay here so that it won't be blown away.

Mrs. Wang clasped her hands around her chest: "What does she do on weekdays." ”

"Burn the fire, feed the chickens, do anything."

"That's called burning."

Look, how good it is.

Mrs. Guo: Talented, girls are talented.

As for whether you can be left behind, we have to wait for the old lady to make an idea, and for now, you can't walk around, so you can heat the house for us.

Meanwhile.

Song Fusheng is in the house, and the house is full of his own family.

He snorted his thumb and began to count the silver tickets, a pile of two thousand taels and one one, and he couldn't help but lose his temper, "Hehe, hehehe." ”

It can be said that it has worked hard for so long, just for this moment.

"You're so powerful that I didn't even dare to think about it. This year is really a real fat year. ”

Song Fusheng said while holding the silver bills: "Based on the whole silver bills I ordered, the preliminary estimate is that according to the method we said at the beginning, each household can send a lot of money." ”

Grandpa sat on the small bench and smoked a cigarette pouch and said, "What money?" Don't send it! ”

Why is this kid's heart so big?

Plug the hole in the account and let him sleep peacefully.

There is no one who owes a life of famine?

Although the fat girl was relieved of his heart, seeing that his mouth was full of big artillery, she privately said to him a while ago: "Grandpa, I have checked the law and have not been charged with misappropriation, this is a loophole, and it will only be polluted if it is found that it cannot be plugged."

Anyway, the fat girl talked a lot of nonsense, a meal, and a set of words, but he was not comforted at all.

In the old man's heart, is there anything that crime can be done?

This world is all the emperor's, people say that we can do it, we can do it, if the heart is not good, saying that we have committed the crime of beheading, there is no crime to make up and tie us up on the court.

You can't be so reckless, it's just a knife licking candy, dangerous.

Thinking of this, Grandpa Song was afraid that the boys would open their eyes when they saw the money, so he emphasized again: "Leave it to expand the receipt of goods and pay the people wages, the more you do it, the bigger it gets, like a snowball, then you have to cross the river money, don't earn it, just share it." ”

Song Fugui and his group of men heard this: "Yes, old man, you don't have to be anxious, we don't want it, besides, how can you spend so much money?" ”

There is no place to spend, there is no time to spend, and I don't know what to spend.

It's useless to buy a house or land, and you have to go with Fusheng in a hurry.

Especially when I came to the mansion, I found that this place was too big, and all the nine clans could live there.

If they buy a house and move out, there will be few people here, and Fusheng will have to be afraid.

So, no, you have to worry about where to put the money that is sent.

After Fugui and the others finished speaking, they sat side by side on the kang, and then scratched the soles of their feet, rubbed their feet, and scratched the ointment.

This foot is frozen and scratched, and I can't wait to chop it off.

Song Fusheng disagreed, pointing to a small box of silver taels:

"This money, wealth, a few of you have raised it, rush to the year before the year, in the name of Maxima, in the name of the consul, buy some cloth or grain, go to the house of those dart boys to visit, and make Maxima to send them New Year's goods."

pointed to another small box and looked sideways at Qian Peiying: "Her mother, do you think you should spend it?" ”

Qian Peiying immediately nodded and said, "Don't spend money to earn money, what are you doing with it, let it go." ”

"In that case, let the girl settle the accounts of the nine clans, and then I will be the master. Before that, you led the sisters-in-law and younger siblings of the rich and noble families to go shopping, buy new clothes and jewelry, and they bought gold if they wanted to buy gold, and they wore silver if they wanted to wear silver. It's all earned by their men. ”

Fugui, together with the honest and honest Tian Xifa, all stared at Song Fusheng:

No, Fusheng, are you mistaken, why do we suffer and women are happy?

The women outside had mixed feelings, wanted to laugh, and had to suppress it, after all, it was the men's hard-earned money.

But I still want to laugh when I say a thousand things and ten thousand.

The third uncle of Wata said very wow, you see how many people can talk, saying that what they bought when they were there was not jewelry, but men's medals of merit.

That night, Mrs. Ma took a few old sisters to secretly engage in feudal superstition in the backyard.

The tribute is a tribute, and the paper should be burned.

Living in a new house is still a little exquisite, and their Song Jiu clan has to tie a red rope even if they buy a new mule cart at the moment.

Grandpa Song was in his own room, with a feather duster under his arm, looking at the spotless plaque and smiling.

The little secretary Song Fuling fought at night in the eldest lady's boudoir, collecting accounts, various accounts, costs, net profits, and each family should share.

At the end, the fat girl with such a good brain was also confused, locked the door, and took out the cheat: Welling, divide by ......

Qian Peiying took the jewels and they hung up their clothes and wiped the kang, feeling that this work had been done not long ago, and they had to wipe the corners and corners.

And the half-sized children are rubbing the boys' hair.

Tian Xi made a fortune, and his son Huzi was not by his side, but he was the aunt of Gao Tietou who worked for him and served his father-in-law.

In the next room, Xiao Fu wiped Fugui's back, ran to the stove room after wiping, squatted beside his brother Erfu and followed the fire, boiling the water in the cauldron, and suddenly grabbed the second brother's arm and hid behind him to wipe his tears.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay."

"I feel sorry for my father, don't cry."

But the youngest baby of the rich family pointed at the rich and noble, tilting his head in the house with a strange expression: Huh? Who are you.

That night, the rich daughter-in-law threw away her shame for the first time and said: Do you want to, you think, I'm on top, don't move, you can save some energy.

Fugui said, can you not want to, even ask, while the children are asleep, come quickly.

And Lord Yin Song Fusheng, who was rubbed by Mi Shou in the bath, was wearing a dry hair hat with his daughter's pink rabbit ears on his head, eating watermelon, eating melon seeds, drinking coffee, reading newspapers, and taking notes in the space in winter.

Make final preparations for the upcoming meeting of all officials in the Huanglong region.

A few days later.

Qin's master book was in the Huanglong Mansion and was intercepted by his brother-in-law's father-in-law's nephew.

You know me, right?

Master Qin stood still with a pile of papers, and nodded to his relatives very perfunctory and politely: "Do a good job." ”

After speaking, he hurriedly went to the government office and the second hall of the officials' office.

It's amazing, this place alone covers an area of 500 square meters.

There are more than 50 houses in the whole ya, including archives, warehouses, land shrines, etc., a total of more than 600 rooms.

It is conceivable that Huanglong Mansion occupies a large area.

Of course, the level is still worse than Fengtianfu, and the front and back yards of Fengtianfu cover an area of more than 30,000 square meters.

At the door of the instrument, at this time, a car rushed over.

The local people in Huanglong Mansion all know that today is the day when Yin, the protégé of the Son of Heaven, takes office, and all the county magistrates and counties have arrived from all directions.

Master Qin is directing more than a dozen officials in the public hall, how to arrange the desks, put them in long strips, facing each other in two rows, and paste the name tags on the seats according to their ranks.

"The teacups should be aligned, and the tea will be added uniformly."

"But, Qin Wenwen, they used to bring their own ones, and some brought teapots, so they don't need to prepare this, right?"

Master Qin stopped talking, looked at the person who was asking, and lowered his head until he looked at the other party, and then he went to get busy.

Do you know that was in the past?

In the past, how big an official was your Tao Mansion Yin, and how big an official was our Song Mansion Yin?

"I asked you to put the chair the same, but can the adults sit at the front the same? Alas. Come on, come on, quickly come a few people, and bring the adult's official chair. "If you don't ask for a word, you can't think of it.

These officials of Huanglong sent a note to the Ningxian Ya that was far away.

Outside, the officials were ready to enter the venue.

Lu Xiancheng, as a representative of Huining, came to the meeting.

is leading those foreign magistrates, stomping their feet, stomping off the snow on their feet, taking the hot handkerchief to wipe their faces, the official hat, holding a bag containing pen, ink, paper and inkstone, standing aside and waiting.

A county magistrate from another place took the initiative to greet him, and your burden looks quite chic.

Lu Xiancheng glanced at the person who spoke, and kindly reminded, "Didn't Tong Zhixian wear pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?" to be recorded. ”

Anyway, Huining County is like this, and it has long been a habit.

Those who pay attention are not only Tong Zhixian, as soon as they hear Lu County's words, this person is a former subordinate of Song Fu Yin, and he will not talk nonsense. The officials on duty at the government office hurriedly went back to fetch them, but they were bitter from other places.

Master Qin appeared in time with six officials, and what the officials were carrying was baskets of pen and paper, and the inkstone and ink could not be divided into one by one, and placed in the middle of the conference table, hum, share.

Really convinced these people.

When adults have a meeting, are they funny with you?

Is it a scene for you to toss around?

I can't remember that.

Adults will frequently come out with golden sentences, every sentence of wisdom and famous sayings, which sentence you haven't pondered to go back and savor, you can write it all down with just your brain?

What's the matter, you're from a jinshi.

Admission.

Oh my God, why are there so many tricks, everyone wearing official uniforms looking for the name behind the chair.

A quarter of an hour later, Song Fusheng was dressed in a four-grade official uniform, holding his own teacup in his hand, and the beads given by his daughter were exposed on his wrists, and he walked into the venue in full meditation and breathlessness.

The officials stood up in unison and saluted, "Your Excellency." ”

"Sit, sit." Song Fusheng walked to his seat with a smile and waved his hand slightly to everyone.

Qin Zhubo pulled out a chair, waited for Song Fusheng to sit down, and then put the special documents of the Song Fusheng Association in place, and then sat down at the small table on the side below, leading the other three former Huanglong Mansion clerks to start the meeting minutes.