"The post chief on my side is also called the road officer, and they will organize the villagers near the road to clean the road very early on a snowy day."

Listening to Zhao Bei's proud explanation, Zhuge Liang's heart shook.

Zhuge Jin and Sun Shangxiang, who was lying on the car window, glanced at each other, and both saw a look of disbelief in each other's eyes.

"Isn't that a bit too much work? The snow is so dangerous, and road repair is important, but people may freeze to death when they come out in such cold weather. Sun Shangxiang said tentatively in a soft-hearted tone.

When Mrs. Gan heard this, she immediately laughed.

"Why is my sister laughing?" Sun Shangxiang was slightly annoyed.

Mrs. Gan was afraid that she would misunderstand that she was making fun of her, so she hurriedly waved her hand and explained: "I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at those villagers who sweep the road." ”

"The chief often said that money can make grinding ghosts, and road cleaning and maintenance are all contracted out by road officials, and in order to make this money, those villagers in nearby villages almost broke their heads."

"There are two sisters who married in the same village, and in order to successfully contract the road near the village, they almost broke off their relationship in the county office.

"Besides, the army has always been in charge of the too dangerous sections, so the villagers don't have to take risks."

Of course, this is also because the terrain in the north is open and flat, and the roads are less difficult to maintain.

Mrs. Gan won't tell Sun Shangxiang about this now, anyway, she will know about it herself in the future.

After listening to Mrs. Gan's explanation, Sun Shangxiang nodded, indicating that his knowledge had increased again.

It's just that in this way, the local government is afraid that it will have to spend a lot of money in order to maintain the road.

I just don't know where the money comes from.

Xu Jiajun, who only collects grain taxes and commercial taxes, how much money does he have in the treasury?

It always feels like I can't finish it.

If you want to spend it, you will definitely be able to spend it, Xu Jiajun also had an economic crisis, but it was only in Xu Yue's account book for two days before it was resolved.

In the eyes of the common people, they didn't have time to feel it, and the crisis was resolved.

It's just that the Xu family's people's money bank has launched a new thing called bonds.

"Bonds?" Sun Shangxiang felt that she had touched a blind spot again.

Mrs. Gan hurriedly "shh

But it was still late, Zhao Bei had already looked at it, and his eyes were full of shock: You secretly bought bonds behind my back?

Mrs. Gan closed the car window, leaned on Sun Shangxiang's ear and muttered a few words, Sun Shangxiang didn't understand anything else, only heard that buying this bond can make money, and couldn't help but be moved.

"Is that sister making money?"

When Mrs. Gan saw her eagerness, she struck her with a stick.

"Investment is risky, you need to be cautious when buying coupons, I believe in Xu Jiajun, and bet on Xu Jiajun's future national fortune!"

"What about you...... We, Xu Jiajun, will not sell bonds to the outside world for the time being, so let's put our hearts away. Mrs. Gan patted the young man on the shoulder, looking like an old god was there.

Sun Shangxiang: "......"

The car window was opened by Sun Shangxiang again, even if the cold wind was blowing inside, she still couldn't help but want to see what the outside world was like.

At the same time, I couldn't help but think back to what Mrs. Gan said about the prosperity of the country, and her brows furrowed.

Mrs. Gan is so determined, but she is very confused about the future of Yangzhou and the Sun family.

......

At ten o'clock in the evening of the 27th of the lunar month, Mrs. Gan and her party successfully arrived in Hejian County.

The shops closed early in the cold weather, and the people in the city went back to their homes to prepare for the evening meal.

Only children who don't know what to feel sad about are playing together in the streets and alleys, waiting to eat ready-made.

Mrs. Gan and her entourage drove into the city, bypassed the carriage and horse road under the protective wall, first went to the horse farm to park the horses, and then took the oversized bus and carriage to the post house.

The moment he saw the bus carriage, Sun Shangxiang's mouth opened into an O-shape.

"Sister Gan, you, you are too bold! A carriage with more than four passengers cannot be crossed by a prince who is not a prince......"

Without waiting for the little girl to finish speaking, Zhuge Liang took the lead, and he had already boarded the carriage with great interest, picked a suitable seat and sat down.

Zhuge Jin's eyebrows jumped fiercely, how could his younger brother, who was loyal and patriotic in the past, become like this!

He despised the imperial power so much, and was in the same league with the Xu family bandits!

Zhuge Liang didn't see his brother's angry appearance, but he didn't care.

The young people are full of thoughts, all they want is to hurry up and see Lord Xu!

Zhao Bei saw everyone's expressions in his eyes, and secretly glanced at his wife, and then each beckoned the distant passengers they were responsible for to get into the car.

Sun Shangxiangmu boarded the huge carriage in a daze, before that, she only had three horses at most.

In this way, it has already made the nobles of the city envious.

But the one in front of him is full of six horses.

There was only one driver who drove the carriage, and he sat alone on the leading horse on the left, flicked his whip, and the six horses moved in unison, pulling the huge carriage, and trotting forward at a constant speed.

The royal horseman was afraid that he did not have the skill of this coachman, and the curve was nothing in the driver's eyes, and everyone in the car sat very steadily, and could hardly feel the bumps.

As the sky darkened, dim lights lit up under the eaves on both sides of the street, the aroma of food wafted from the kitchens of every house, and the sound of swallowing saliva on the car rose and fell with each other.

When the carriage drove near the Hejian Academy, the sound of children reading aloud could be heard in the alley.

"Zi said, learn and learn from time to time, don't you also say? Have friends come from afar, are you happy? People don't know and are not ashamed, aren't they also gentlemen? ”

"Zeng Zi said, I have three provinces and my body every day, and I am not loyal to others? Making friends and not believing them? Are you used to it? ”

"Zi said, review the old and learn the new, you can be a teacher, Zi said, learn without thinking is reckless, then you are reck......less, then you are reckless"

The sound of reading suddenly stuck with the owner, and Zhuge Liang unconsciously read out the second half of the sentence, "If you think without learning, you will die." ”

With a "squeak", the wooden window was pushed open.

A little boy with a tiger's head cotton hat poked his head out of the window, holding a book in his left hand and a half-eaten winter date in his right hand.

One big and one small, four eyes facing each other.

The child hurriedly arched his hands and bowed, which is a standard Confucian thank-you gift," Brother Xie reminded. ”

The carriage got farther and farther away, and when Zhuge Liang wanted to return the gift, he couldn't see the child who was endorsing the book.

He looked at the Hejian Academy, which was fading away in the hazy night, and muttered, "You can read the Analects at such a young age......

That boy looked like he was only seven or eight years old.

Wearing a thick padded jacket, but it can be seen that the outside fabric is not very good.

But his face is very good, his eyes are bright, and he has a spirit.

It's not a nobleman, it's supposed to be a child of a rich family, right?

Zhao Bei sighed: "Dolls without fathers and mothers are always precocious and sensible, that little child looks as big as my Adou, I know how to memorize the Analects, and I know how to say thank you to you, but my Adou ......"

Thinking of the kid at home who picked up stones and smashed cow, Zhao Bei waved his hand, "Don't mention it!" ”