"The last thing a slave can do is to betray the master, let alone criticize the master's affairs."

"Your answer violates two taboos, first, you can't figure out your identity and don't keep your duty as a slave."

"Second, complaining, betraying your master, this is a big taboo, punish you for not eating for three days, reflect well."

The man slashed at the clever young man, and then, nodded and looked at Song Qingyuan to apologize, "Dirty Miss's eyes, please don't blame Miss." ”

"This slave is new, self-righteous, and the villain will teach well."

"Miss, don't worry, his stinky fish will definitely not spoil a pot of soup, and our other minions here are still good!"

The man said, bowing slightly in the direction of Shiro, "The little young master has a good eye, and this slave he chose is his duty." ”

"The villain is in charge, so he will sell this kid to the little master for ten taels of silver."

Shiro was overjoyed, looked at Song Qingyuan with small eyes, and said tentatively, "Sister, okay?" ”

"You decide!" Song Qingyuan's expression was faint, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

In this way, it made Shiro's little heart go up and down.

"That'...... Then I'll have to pay for it......"

Shiro took out the silver while observing, until the deed of sale was in hand, Song Qingyuan's expression remained unchanged, and Shiro finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His sister didn't say anything back, she really let him make a decision, Shiro was very beautiful.

hooked his fingers, took his new little servant, and went over to meet Zhou and the others.

Walking up, the two little fat legs were carrying the wind, looking at this scene, Song Qingyuan followed behind, smiling and shaking his head.

Shiro is clever and has no bad eyesight, so he knows what to choose.

Shiro is different from the Li family, the Li family is older, his personality has been stereotyped, and he has a lot of bad roots, and he needs to be persuaded by someone around at all times.

And Shiro is young, and he is a man, and the little guy he chooses is young, and at this time, it is the time to cultivate available people, so loyalty is preferred.

…………

After a selection, everyone in the Song family returned with a full load.

It wasn't until five days later that the imperial court issued a decree to circle the mountain Jianguo Temple, which was belated.

As soon as this news was announced, the people of Yulin County exploded instantly.

"Have you heard, our Yulin County has a hidden dragon land, and the imperial court is going to build a temple here!"

"As soon as the national temple is completed, those dignitaries and dignitaries will surely compete to come to the incense."

"When the time comes, our Yulin County will definitely be lively."

"With the land of hidden dragons and the blessings of the National Temple, we will be blessed with smooth weather in Yulin County, and our people will be blessed with food and clothing."

The land of the hidden dragon and the national temple continue to circulate among the people, becoming a topic of conversation after tea and dinner, and the popularity remains high.

At this time, the county office.

Old Man Song was receiving the herald this time, and he was also the main person in charge of the construction of the National Temple, and Xiao Jingduo, as the supervisor, sat at the top.

"My lord, the imperial court has gathered craftsmen in Beijing, the south and other places, and when they arrive in Yulin County, it will take about seven or eight days."

"Look, are we going to gather some handymen in Yulin County first, and when everything is ready, when it comes to the auspicious day of the zodiac, we will officially start work?" The herald discussed.

The official surname of this edict is Wang, about forty years old, with a thin figure and a high nose bridge, and he served as a waiter in the Ministry of Works, ranking among the three ranks.

"The groundbreaking ceremony is decided by Lord Wang." Xiao Jingduo said in a deep voice.

He came here this time to be only responsible for supervision, and he must ensure that there are no mistakes in the national temple, and the real construction must be handed over to the Ministry of Industry.

"In that case......" Wang Shilang turned his head to look at Old Man Song.

"Song County Cheng is now in charge of Yulin County, so I will trouble you to assist the officials of the Ministry of Industry in ...... recruitment" Wang Shilang's voice was thick, maintaining the majesty of Shangguan.

Old Man Song immediately got up and arched his hand, "Don't worry, my lord, the lower official will send someone to post a recruitment notice." ”

"Hmm!" Wang Shilang nodded, "Before starting work, we must assist the officials of the Ministry of Industry to recruit the required manpower." ”

Then, Wang Shilang took out a piece of paper and handed it to Old Man Song, "This is the preliminary statistics of the Ministry of Industry on the number of recruits, you can go down and do it!" ”

"Yes, sir!" Old Man Song took it with both hands, swept his eyes, and listed the number of people needed for various types of work such as lumberjacks, carpenters, and carvers.

The writing is extremely detailed, and the old man Song knows that the Ministry of Industry is very well prepared this time.

"Retire!" Old Man Song arched his hand in the direction of Wang Shilang and Xiao Jingduo, turned around and left.

Before closing the door, the voices of the two people in the house drifted into their ears, "Maoershan doesn't seem to belong to the Yulin County Ya...... Adults know ......"

Xiao Jingduo raised his hand, "This official has his own plans for this matter, so there is no need to interfere!" ”

The low voice, with majesty, came into the ears of Old Man Song, but he felt particularly kind, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his wrinkled face.

Lord Xiao is his future grandson-in-law, and their Song family has a backer behind them, no matter what plans this Wang Shilang has, there is no need to be taboo.

Old Man Song walked a few steps quickly, found the officials in the county office, and instructed them to write recruitment notices, and then the officials went to post them.

Following.

The blue sky and white clouds, the sun is shining, and there is already a long queue at the entrance of the county office, and the officials maintain order.

Old man Song, Chen Zhushu cooperated with the officials of the Ministry of Industry brought by Wang Shilang to preside over the recruitment matters.

"What's the craft?" Someone from the Ministry of Labor asked.

"Grass people do carpentry work."

"Can carpenter work...... Go to the right to register your place of origin, your name. ”

After the scribe finished speaking, he tapped on the table, "Next." ”

"The grass people will build houses, and the grass people will have the strength to do the work......"

“……”

"Lord Xiancheng!" The voice came, and Old Man Song turned around.

I saw Ren Lizheng of Fuze Village, with a few villagers, standing aside and saluting him.

"What?" Old Man Song asked.

"The grass people have seen the county lord." Ren Li is arching his hand, "The people in Fuze Village are poor, rootless and bottomless, and now the national temple is recruiting, can adults take care of one or two." ”

Last winter, the villagers of Fuze relied on the help of the Song family to work as loggers in large quantities to make ends meet.

After all, there are too many people in Fuze Village, and the amount of wood that the Song family can consume is also limited, and up to now, a large number of trees have been piled up for the Song family to use.

Ren Li is estimating that the lumberjack's job is almost at the end.

If you want to build a national temple on Maoer Mountain, you must first clear the trees all over the mountain.

Therefore, Ren Li is hoping to fight for the villagers of Fuze Village through Old Man Song, and then continue the logging work.

It would be nice if you could pick up some other odd jobs after the logging.

"This matter ......" Old Man Song thought for a while, and turned his head to look at the officials of the Ministry of Industry who came from the capital.

"The Jianguo Temple, the official can't speak, but the official can help the villagers of Fuze Village and try to discuss with the officials of the Ministry of Industry."

"Thank you, sir!" Ren Li is grateful.

For a moment, the county office.

Old Man Song found the official of the Ministry of Industry and told him about the matter.

"No way!" Ministry officials flatly refused.