Black cards, white cards, and red cards are all loaded in baskets, but the number of cards is more or less.

Among them, the red card is also divided into jujube red, rose red, and positive red.

The basket is filled with all jujube red cards, that is, the kind that Xiucai Wang Zhefa got.

Rose red, Song Fusheng didn't see it.

But when the box was taken out, Song Fusheng saw a lot of big red signs.

Just complained in his heart about the Song family's many officials, surnamed Xu, Xu said while sipping hot tea: "According to the card." ”

After reminding, he raised his eyelids and looked at Song Fusheng.

Song Fusheng was stunned for only a few seconds, then reacted very quickly and hurriedly counted out fourteen red cards in the box, handed them to the Empress Dowager Ma after counting, and looked at the official, his eyes were full of solemn gratitude.

He clenched his hands into fists and slammed them to the end.

The two of them knew each other.

Song Fusheng understands, understands that people understand it in their hearts. The meaning of people's words is more obvious, less of the whole thing, what nine clans, nonsense.

That's why I'm very much thankful.

If this official wants to embarrass him, he can embarrass them with a word.

For example, since you said that it is the Nine Clans, then you can use a card to set the account, eat in one pot, and be a family.

But people didn't, and they also reminded him that he set the account according to the card, and the box was pushed over again, so that he could take the brand himself, and he would take as many as he wanted.

I have to say that I have met nobles, and I have met nobles in a row.

Release.

One after another carts passed through the city gate, and the big guys trembled with excitement, and their faces were in a trance, fluttering and flickering.

The clerk beside the official looked at the more than 200 people who went in, and whispered:

"I said Brother Xu, you might as well give a rose red or jujube red card at the beginning.

The big red you give right now is the city of Mukden.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven, every inch of land is valuable. Several nearby villages are already rich and have large populations, which village can accommodate more than a dozen people from outside the country at once? That's a few hundred people in total, not to mention that there have been arrangements before.

Unless, break up this group, and settle two or three families in each village, and separate them separately. ”

The clerk didn't mention this, and Director Xu really didn't take this stubble into account.

As soon as the clerk said this, Director Xu immediately beckoned someone and asked his subordinates to go in and say to the leader of the team: Remember to arrange this group of people to a village, even if it is not the richest village, it must be arranged together.

Send the Buddha to the West, let people thank you thoroughly.

Clerical: "......" he reminded that is not what he meant.

Director Xu thought to himself:

You know the, stupid in this city, you.

Don't mention others, just a casual word from General Lu Xiaozi in front of him, he has to serve well, and he can't afford to offend.

What's more, I didn't listen to that Song Zijiao, the people and the general met a few days ago, and the point is: they can talk to the general.

Who is General Lu Xiao? When can anyone talk to him? Grandfather Eguogong, Lao Tzu is the general king, and grandmother is the eldest princess who supports King Yan from beginning to end, it can be said that in addition to the frame of King Yan, whenever the frame of the Lu family appears, in Fengtian City, all frames must give way.

So, although the nobleman didn't say that he would arrange it for more than 200 people, who is the nobleman? Is it verbose? Only a few words are mentioned to his old Xu face. Not to mention that there are villages, even if there is no village, it must be properly arranged to rebuild one.

One more ...... Alas, envy.

Don't look at the miserable thing that Song Zijiao is doing now, maybe next time they meet, they may not necessarily give whom a long time to the end, who can tell the fortune of this thing.

Song Fusheng and his gang didn't know that the front foot had passed the city gate, and the official on the back foot had made up a series of at least ten episodes or more.

Wang Zhefa, who was wearing a torn cotton jacket, showed a mouthful of big yellow teeth in shock, and he stood in the jujube red team, "Brother Zijiao? Me, I, you? ”