Turning his head, he squinted a pair of old eyes, looked around, and then slowly spoke, "The old man has been a member of the court for many years, stay away from the court, don't call the old man by a waiter." ”

Everyone laughed and didn't respond.

Li Shilang has indeed been a member of the government for a long time, but he has a good son, and he is a third-grade householder, which is higher than the official position of other fathers back then.

"Liu Yuanwai, you have just succeeded to the position of the head of the family, the old man is the eldest one, and I will tell you a few words here."

Liu Yuanwai hurriedly bounced up from the chair and bowed deeply, "Master Li has tormented someone Liu, what you commanded is that someone Liu will remember it in his heart." ”

"As the head of the household, you should be thoughtful and thoughtful. Don't mess with yourself. ”

"Looking at all of you here, that family has not gone through ups and downs to get to where it is today. A small farm without a foundation will shake our foundation. ”

"The grasshopper shakes the tree, and it can't do it!"

"It's just a farce, such an example, for so many years, has there been less in Anxian County? The higher you stand, the harder you fall, so let's wait and see. ”

After a pause, he took a cup of tea and said, "I know what you're worried about, and here, I'll give you a thorough explanation." ”

The letter from the dog family mentioned that this year's drought in the north was beginning to emerge, and the imperial court had the intention to relocate refugees after the autumn harvest. We are located in the south of the Yangtze River, a rich place, deeply favored by the emperor, and should share the worries and solve problems for the imperial court. ”

"Are you still worried about tenants?"

Li Shilang is worthy of being an official of the imperial court, and his words are reasonable and well-founded, which not only demonstrates his quality of serving the country and the people, but also solves the current problems.

After all, most of these squires were able to become rich and noble because of the blessing of their ancestors, but they themselves did not have real talent and hard work, and their vision was not far-reaching enough.

Li Hongyun saw this very clearly, and often pointed out one or two.

Maintain these straw bales, and also increase the political achievements of the son in the household department in the court.

That farm, if it can be used by me, to recruit some refugees, is not bad, if not, it is not a big deal.

…………

Mingyuan City Song Mansion.

A conspiracy against Song Jiang and Du Jun is also slowly brewing.

In front of so many classmates, he couldn't get off the stage, and this resentment was held in Song Heng's chest for two days.

On the day he returned to Mingyuan, he made up a set of rhetoric, preparing to sue Song Jiang in front of Second Master Song.

What I didn't expect was that Song Erye was sick, and he was extremely sick.

and up and down the house, only the main mother, Mrs. Fang, can come forward to serve, and no one next to him is qualified, including him and Aunt Li.

Half a month later, after taking a large number of precious medicinal materials and the doctor's full treatment, Song Erye died for nine lives, and he could climb out of the palace of the king of Hades.

The person was rescued, but the bones of the body are not as good as before, and it cannot be said that the bones are as thin as firewood, but they are almost the same.

When the doctor was leaving, he told him that within half a year, Second Master Song must recuperate and quit resentment and irritability, otherwise even if Da Luo Jinxian came, there would be nothing to do.

In this way, Song Erye was carried into Mrs. Fang's Yuanju Hall, and all outsiders were gone, living a rare life without being surrounded by warblers and swallows.

Song Heng was annoyed, but there was nothing he could do, and he didn't dare to ask for a rash meeting.

Even if he can see his father, in the current situation, he can't retaliate against Song Jiang.

Second Master Song is his money bag, and it is also his biggest reliance, if there is no Second Master Song, he is a fart, nothing.

Don't look at him babbling in front of Song Jiang, he can't be a lifetime, but he is not stupid, he knows what to do is best for himself.

can only temporarily suppress that resentment, and wait for Song Erye's health to improve, and then make plans.

That night, Song Heng hid in the restaurant alone and drank stuffy wine.

During this time, without the support of Song Erye's money, he only relied on the rusty work done by his wife and concubine at home and the livelihood of a few dowry shops, and his money was quite tight.

Even my favorite little friend, the jade lotus of Pinglan Yuan, has not been touched for a long time.

Thinking of Yulian's weak and boneless waist and her blown-up face, a wave of lust went straight down.

touched the shriveled money bag in his arms, and with a whoosh, this lust was also held back.

When is this kind of day?

As soon as I raised my neck, a glass of water and wine went down my stomach, and my head became even more dizzy.

Squinting his eyes, he shouted at the empty lobby, "Xiao Er, serve the uncle another pot of wine!" ”

"Ninth Master, you've drunk three pots!"

The young Xiao Er made a bitter face and reminded helplessly.

Song Heng has been drinking alcohol recently, all on credit, and he ordered the best wine in their shop, plus a few plates of appetizers.

The shopkeeper spoke, if he took credit again, he would deduct it from his monthly money, who made him agree to Song Heng's first credit that day.

His little monthly money is enough for Song Heng to spend so much, besides, Song Heng has never paid credit before, he is still the old customer of their restaurant, and he is also thinking about the restaurant.

Hey, it's all tears.

"What? Your restaurant...... Don't sell alcohol anymore? Or is it ..... looked down on Lao Tzu and thought it was ..... Father..... Can't afford to pay for alcohol. ”

Song Heng's tongue was big, his eyes were a little red, and he shouted at Xiao Er with his throat pulled.

"Hey, Ninth Master, it's really a misunderstanding, I'm afraid that you will drink too much, and the lady at home will be worried."

As soon as he heard the mention of his wife, Song Heng became energetic, bared his tongue, and said vaguely: "Don't follow me..... Mention her, annoyed, all day..... Just know to cry, another day.... Only..... Divorced her. ”

Didn't you just mortgage the two small shops at home? What's the big deal.

Raising the thumb of his right hand, he dangled in front of Xiao Er's eyes, and said, "Did you see it?" The ...... of emeralds Jade wrench, fifteen hundred taels, rest assured, your ninth master is rich, haha...."

Xiao Er was busy flattering, "Yes, the ninth master is a rich and noble life, and it can't be compared with our little people." ”

I despise it in my heart, and if I have money, I quickly settle the account, what kind of uncle is here!

To say that although Song Heng is quite tight, he is not poor to the point of credit, and the reason is that this jade wrench is on his fingers.

During these days, jade wrenches were popular among Mingyuan's gentlemen, and the naming must be the jade wrenches of the previous dynasty, Song Heng, as one of them, how could he be willing to be behind.

Helplessly, shy and shy to see people, I just found a way today, mortgaged two shops, gritted my teeth and bought this jade wrench.

But after being discovered by the wives and concubines at home, everyone cried and wiped their tears, which made people upset when they looked at it.

In fact, he himself regretted a little, he regretted it when he came out of the antique shop, but he saw the envious eyes of his fox friends and dog friends, and he couldn't say it, so he sneaked out and drank wine, while wondering if there was a way to get money.

I didn't think about it, the more I drank, the more irritable I became, the idea of making money, I couldn't think of one, I was irritable, Xiao Er's unlucky urging, hit the muzzle.

"Or ..... You boy is well-behaved, go, get me another wine"

Song Heng sat back again.

Yes, this ninth master didn't mention the wine money at all, Xiao Er hesitated and didn't leave, and suddenly, he was saved by an unfamiliar voice.

"Xiao Er, go get the wine, this table is mine"

Xiao Er looked back and looked at it, happy, this master is really a rich master, and tonight's wine money has fallen.

"Master Qi, wait a minute, I'll get the little one for you."

After speaking, he went straight to the account room, and with this master, he could finally pay off Song Heng's debts.