Chapter 870: How Can It Be Perfect (2nd Update)

Trade fairs these days.

Lu Pan took Mi Shou Jinbao Erlang in the morning to find a place to practice martial arts.

Let the guards teach the children.

During training, he took his eyes off Mi Shou for the first time, and fell on Song Jinbao for a long time.

At noon, Lu Pan accompanied Poria and her mother-in-law to eat all over the snack street, and then helped to bring back some food for her grandmother and uncle.

In the afternoon, I worked with Poria to help my father-in-law settle the accounts.

At night, Lu Pan lay in a tent next to Poria and read a book. The tent in the middle was his father-in-law's house.

Junko sat outside the tent, the bonfire shining on his face, he was praying, begging not to be told to go back, there was always a gut feeling that such a leisurely day was counting down.

After the trade fair.

The fur counter is empty.

I want to leave the fur for the prefect to sell it.

Like Mrs. Ma is swollen teeth, she doesn't say anything, but her heart is still on fire.

Signing the cashier ticket is cool for a while, delivery, oh my God, I don't dare to think about it.

Poria persuaded the milk: "Milk, you earn thousands of taels with one vote, and it's about to be tens of thousands of taels, before, do you dare to think?" What fire are you on. ”

"I'm not on fire, I'm happy," the old lady said stiffly, but as soon as she spoke, a toothache flowed out.

Before the delegations from all over the country had completely left, the Maxima convoy had already lined up to leave Huanglong.

The Huanglong City Gate is very spectacular, and the convoy is numbered.

Merchants in the city also began to change their brands and slowly adjust.

Today's cotton price, today's cloth price, today's grain price, today's knife paper price is ......

In other cities, the people's lives are good, and it is a silent change in moisturizing things.

To Huanglong, the reduction of the price of clothing, food, housing and transportation for the common people is a visible change to the naked eye. The things I want to buy are cheaper than before, I spend less money, and I can do more work.

It can be seen that the larger the quantity sold, the more people will be recruited to work.

In the past, when I grabbed my head and carried bags for others, I had to know which housekeeper or Zhuangzi recruited people, and which long-term worker in Zhuangzi could earn hard-earned money after introduction.

Now I am tired and give less money, because there is.

Recruitment information was posted on the walls of the major city gates, on the pillars in front of the government offices, and the pillars were pasted on all sides.

No, in the busy farming season, the farmers and uncles in Huanglong City, who have a view of the overall situation, sit in the fields while taking a break, and are discussing sorrowfully while eating.

Why do you say it's from the city, the following knows that the news is slow.

Huanglong is the "political center".

"I always feel that this official can't be retained, will he still be here when his term expires?"

"Yes, I can't keep it. Isn't that just that I haven't been a prefect for a long time, and I don't think this prefect will be able to do it for long. ”

People who don't know, if they don't listen to it, will misunderstand, and when they hear that tone, they think that Song Fusheng is corrupt and is going down.

"In my opinion, you should stretch it a little. It's not so outstanding, and when it's over, you can sneak around and let us live a good life. In this way, we can stay with us for ten or eight years. ”

"Ten years and eight years, what do we have here? Can people stay, change us? "Alas, it's not good to compare hearts to hearts, I can't substitute for them.

can be listened to by the eldest lady, I don't know how to scold these old men.

You said that you, tired from farming, had a dark face, so you changed from budding rice stubble to thin flour cakes and ate half full, and you worried about the affairs of the official master.

Why don't you worry about why the emperor exempted us from food for a year, and it should be exempted in the future.

If you are capable, you dare to discuss those useless things without having enough to eat.

The spicy lady stepped forward: "Drink? I see, this is not well water to drink, and it is not wine. ”

If you are angry with the uncles, you can also care about nagging.

Tearing off the rags around his neck and wiping the sweat on his face: You know six, and you don't grow that tendon at all.

Do you know what a good official will be like if he works here for one more year? Are we worried about the official master, in essence, we are concerned about whether we can sandwich two pieces of meat in the thin dough cake in the future.

The prefect of Song, who is being talked about by the common people, is worried at this time.

Because after coming back, someone from the Yan Mansion informed that Master Yan led the descendants of the Yan family who participated in the writing of the book to the capital.

Old Master Yan specially left a letter for Song Fuling.

The letter explained first, whether it was Yang Mingyuan asking Yun what he thought, or immediately after the emperor sent an edict to Beijing, Old Master Yan originally wanted to ask Song Poria first, but Poria was outside.

expressed regret in the letter again, and the words were very cautious, but Song Fuling also saw that Old Master Yan was very sorry for her because she was a daughter.

I don't know if it's a girl's special period, or if it's really emotionally lost, Song Fuling suddenly sat in front of Qian Peiying, and after reading the letter, she pursed her lips and cried.

"Mother, I'm not saying that I like reading very much, I don't like going to work very much, I used to look forward to the holidays.

But when everybody says no to you, says you're a girl, closes the door, and can't tell you right, I want to go to work.

I also want to do something, I envy my father, I still want to go to Guozijian. ”

Poria has always been in ancient times, and the two deepest memories are the memories of her parents building a house on the mountain, and the other is that her father entered the country to mention the words, and she stood outside the gate and looked at the words of the country.

Qian Peiying was taken aback, and hurriedly patted her daughter on the shoulder, she didn't expect such a big reaction when she read the letter.

"Mother, woo woo. I suddenly felt very aggrieved. ”

Song Fuling cried and cried, not just for herself.

For her milk, she became a Taigong person sitting in a dim sum shop, and even if she did a good job, she was pointed at. If it weren't for the fact that Milk's character dared to scold the street, his father was a very strong official, and Huanglong was completely in his hands, I was afraid that he would be privately discussed by outsiders for a long time.

is also for her mother, who has been ridiculed and ridiculed, not giving birth at home, not taking care of the maid and the mother-in-law, the lady does not do like the lady, but like a housekeeper, and knows how to go out to settle accounts.

For the women of the Nine Clans who were influenced by her family, it was often said that the family was quite rich and went out to work. This look is really poor in the roots, poor in the heart, and rich is also a life that cannot be idle and tired.

Outside the discussion of her Song family is not decent, and the most attention is paid to these things.

What's wrong with women?

When a woman comes here, she deserves to teach her children at home, and what she does is called unruly.

Outside the door, Song Fusheng and Lu Pan both stood outside and listened.

Lu Pan finally got permission from his father-in-law and walked into Poria's boudoir for the first time to take a look, because he had just received a notice that Lu Jiajun had set off from the south and was about to arrive at the station, and he was leaving.

But I didn't expect to hear Poria crying, who didn't like to cry.

Song Fusheng was panicked when he heard the cry.

He knew that the reason why his daughter reacted so much was that this time was different from usual, this time even the emperor knew that his daughter could do something, which was different from other girls, but he didn't say it.

The most powerful person in this dynasty did not say it, which means that women want to do administrative work without play, and the daughter feels suddenly hopeless.

Song Fusheng and Lu Pan appeared together.

Song Fuling hurriedly wiped her tears and stood up, quite embarrassed, "Dad, when did you come?" ”

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

The more simply Song Fuling answered, the more uncomfortable Song Fusheng and Lu Pan felt in their hearts.