Su Jiudong pretended to be a horse craftsman this time, and his clothes were still the same old clothes and robes as when he first visited. This time, Yin Jigui did not dare to judge the clothes of the horse craftsmen again, and only showed his enthusiasm to the horse craftsmen.

"Mr. Ma's visit to the Humble House again really makes my hermitage shine!" Yin Jigui bluntly patted the horse craftsman's ass, but Su Jiudong still proudly did not appreciate it.

In the process of facing the flattery of the hidden return, Su Jiudong's face was completely arrogant and indifferent, while Wen Yiheng was much calmer, and he still maintained a faint smile on his face.

is because Wen Yiheng knows that the reason why Yin Cigui is so diligent is just to please the horse craftsman played by Su Jiudong.

You must know that when Wen Yiheng, the prime minister, visited the family house for the first time, he did not enjoy such a warm courtesy.

After taking a seat, Su Jiudong even enjoyed the tea served by himself, which was not even the treatment of Wen Yiheng, the prime minister of the dynasty.

Yin Cigui personally presented the dragon well before the rain: "Mr. Ma, this is the new rain dragon well from Suzhou and Hangzhou this spring, the tea is more resistant to brewing, the taste is mellow, and the drink is even more long, please Mr. Ma can have a taste." ”

Su Jiudong calmly picked up the teacup and pecked it gently, his face was still cold: "Compared with the tea before the rain, Ma still prefers the tea before the rain." ”

The difference between Ming Qian tea and pre-rain tea is nothing more than that the Qingming and Gu rain in the picking season are different, and the age and tenderness of the leaves are different, so the intensity of the taste is different.

Yin Cigui's face was stunned for a moment, and then he echoed: "Yes, yes, the tea before the Ming Dynasty has a light taste, the leaves are tender and fresh, and it is indeed a good tea." ”

However, Ming Qian tea is really scarce and the price is high, Yin Cigui did not prepare Ming Qian tea, but directly bought the rain tea that many tea lovers prefer in advance.

The mind of the hidden return is not on the tea, so I just want to start the topic as soon as possible. Seeing that Wen Yiheng and Su Jiudong were silently sipping tea without speaking, Yin Ji waved away the idle people and others, and carefully closed the door of the main hall.

Finally, he said to Su Jiudong with sincere fear: "Mr. Ma is here today, and Yin is terrified. Mr. came today, Yin only asked for one thing, I wonder if Mr. has already pieced together those deposit receipts? ”

Su Jiudong took a sip of tea again, and then said casually: "I, Ma, have always been a trustworthy person. If I can invite Lord Wen to visit us today, I have naturally done what I need to do... I'm just waiting for you, Boss Yin. ”

Su Jiudong is returning to Yin on time, and he should also complete the donation that "should be done".

Yin Cigui obviously understood what Su Jiudong meant, and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, as long as Mr. Ma delivers the deposit bill to Yin today, Yin will naturally send the remaining 250,000 cash to the government office." ”

Yin Jigui walked to the door and said hello to the door, and there was the sound of house slaves carrying things in and out. A quarter of an hour passed, and Yin Jigui finally opened the door and invited Su Jiudong to the door to take a look at the scene in front of him.

The first thing that caught Su Jiudong and Wen Yiheng's eyes was the wooden boxes full of cash that filled the entire front yard. The hidden returnee opened the wooden box, and it was the silver of the white flower.

Su Jiudong silently counted the wooden boxes in his heart, and only roughly counted them, and there were as many as twenty-five wooden boxes in the front yard.

Rao is Su Jiudong is not very sensitive to silver money, according to the calculation of one hundred taels of silver per ingot, twenty-five boxes, each wooden box contains one hundred ingots of silver, it is indeed 250,000 taels of silver.

After showing the silver two to Su Jiudong and Wen Yiheng, Yin Cigui obviously had confidence, and even his voice was full of energy: "Yin's sincerity has been demonstrated, I wonder if Mr. Ma can show your superb skills?" ”

The eager eyes of the hidden return finally fell on the small wooden box that Su Jiudong had been holding in his hand.

Su Jiudong smiled slightly, sat back on the chair, and opened the small wooden box leisurely, as if to hang the appetite of the second return, the movements were very slow.

In the end, under the eager gaze of Yin Jigui, Su Jiudong took out a stack of papers and casually pulled out one of them to display at random. Immediately after receiving the treasure, he took the bill and carefully held it in his hand to inspect it.

“… Yes, the content, the number of silver, and the date all match. The smile on his face was even worse after seeing the hidden inspection, and he even had the heart to praise and praise the craftsmanship of the 'horse craftsman', "No, this is not only good, it is simply a magical skill!" ”

Yin Cigui couldn't put down the bill in the hand, looked at it and looked, the whole bill was intact as new, the style of the bill was clear, and the content of the bill was conspicuous, it was indeed as flawless as the first bill displayed by Su Jiudong when he first visited the hidden mansion.

Su Jiudong couldn't help laughing when he saw that Yin Cigui regarded the bill as a treasure: "Boss Yin, I don't know if Ma's skills satisfy you?" ”

"Satisfied! Very satisfied! Yin Jigui folded it carefully and put it in his arms, and personally added tea to Su Jiudong: "Sir, your skills are simply perfect, and you have reached the peak!" ”

Su Jiudong held his head even more proudly: "Heh! My Ma's skills, of course, are the best in the world! Otherwise, the emperor and the queen mother would not have invited me out of the mountain twice in a row, just to repair a worn-out Buddha bead! ”

Listen to the horse craftsmen call the Buddha beads left by the first emperor to the Queen Mother as shabby Buddha beads, and they dare not have any complaints. doctor

In the end, Su Jiudong and Yin Cigui were the two, handing over the silver with one hand and the bill with the other.

Su Jiudong received a full load of twenty-five boxes and returned with a full load, and Yin Cigui also regarded this batch of silver deposit notes copied by Wen Yiheng and Shi Yiqing as treasures and put them back in the cash cabinet of Wanyin Pawnshop.

On the fifth day after Su Jiudong and Wen Yiheng transported 25 boxes to the government and delivered them to Shi Yiqing in person, the disaster relief money and grain issued by the imperial court were quickly arrived.

On the day he received the relief money, Shi Yiqing led all the victims present to kowtow to Wen Yiheng and thank him:

"Wen Xiang cares about the people of Limin, worries about the world first, asks for life for the people, and generously helps the people! It is really a blessing for all the people to have such a good prime minister in my Dayin Dynasty! ”

Seeing the drought in the western city, under the leadership of the officials led by Wen Yiheng, he successfully passed the difficulties, and Wen Yiheng also felt that it was time to set off.

Wen Yiheng calmly accepted the gratitude of Shi Yiqing and the victims, and finally embarked on the journey back to Beijing with Su Jiudong.

On this side, it was Shi Yiqing and the victims who enthusiastically sent Wen Yiheng's convoy to the city gate, while the hidden return of the other side was very confused.

At this time, Yin Ji Gui saw that the disaster relief money and grain from the imperial court had been distributed, but Yun Mulin did not reply for a long time, and couldn't help but have doubts about Yun Mulin's position.

Moreover, in order to ask the "horse craftsman" to repair the deposit bills, it was a new porridge factory, and it was a generous donation, which was originally a big loss of vitality, but now seeing that Yun Mulin did not respond at all, he only felt extremely sour and aggrieved in his heart.

Yin Jigui decided to vent his bitterness, and once again wrote to Yun Mulin. As for when Yun Mulin will receive this letter from Yincigui, it will be a later story.

It would take at least fifteen or six days to return to the capital by carriage from Xishou City, so Wen Yiheng deliberately bought the most comfortable and expensive carriage, just so that Su Jiudong could rest better on the way.

Su Jiudong was indeed very tired, and after getting into the carriage, he dipped his pillow and left and fell asleep. Wen Yiheng didn't dare to disturb much, so he just sat next to him and read quietly.

Towards noon, the sun had risen to the middle of the roof, and the late autumn sun was no longer dazzling and scorching, but revealing a hazy subtlety.

Sunlight shone through the bed curtain on Su Jiudong's left side of her face, covering her with a layer of golden mist.

Wen Yiheng was worried that the sun shining on Su Jiudong's eyes would affect her rest, so he took the initiative to block Su Jiudong's eyes with his right hand, even if her eyes were closed at this time, she would not be disturbed by the warm sunlight at all.

Perhaps feeling the heat from Wen Yiheng, Su Jiudong slowly woke up, sleepy-eyed, and his sideburns were slightly messy, as if he had just woken up.

"What time... What time is it? Su Jiudong gently rubbed his sour eyes and asked.

"It's almost noon."

Wen Yiheng saw that Su Jiudong's voice was slightly hoarse, so he naturally poured a glass of warm water for Su Jiudong and handed it to her mouth. After Su Jiudong drank the warm water and showed a comfortable look, Wen Yiheng continued:

"There is still some distance from the next post station, and it is estimated that it will not arrive until after the evening, so I will eat dried meat and steamed buns for lunch today."

Now the convoy has entered Yuzhou along Luoshui south, and it is about seven to eight days away from the destination capital, so Wen Yiheng did not urge people to march in a hurry, but got out of the car and stopped the convoy and rested on the spot, so that people and horses have time to recuperate.

After a while, Wen Yiheng returned to the carriage, holding a wooden tray with food in his hand.

Wen Yiheng used a small dagger to cut a long hole in the steamed bun from the side, smeared the honey on the fragrant beef jerky, stuffed it into the slit of the cut steamed bun, and handed it to Su Jiudong.

It's like an ancient hamburger, or another form of meat bun. Su Jiudong looked at the steamed buns in front of him, the tip of his nose lingered with the faint sweet fragrance of food, and he couldn't help but smile, bright as spring.

"What are you doing with a giggle? Eat it. Wen Yiheng touched the top of Su Jiudong's hair dotingly, stroked one of her hair, then fed Su Jiudong a bite of beef jerky, and carefully poured a glass of honey water for Su Jiudong.

After eating and drinking, Su Jiudong reclined on Wen Yiheng's lap to recuperate, his eyes staring at the warm sunlight projected by the window. And Wen Yiheng took the fold and continued to flip through it, and his movements and demeanor were condensed into two words - silence.

There was a peaceful atmosphere in the carriage.

Su Jiudong rarely woke up since he got into the carriage, and spent more time with Zhou Gong as his companion, so Wen Yiheng cherished every time Su Jiudong woke up.

"What are you looking at? Is it still an excerpt? Su Jiudong raised his head and touched the word "table" on the cover of the fold, and tapped the back of the fold with his fingertips, "I thought I was in a hurry now, and there would be no fold handed to you." ”