Dozens of people stopped in front of Wei Ziyin and the old man, and even Zhang Er couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He couldn't get off the stage for a while, and roared inwardly: "What are you doing, you can't rebel?" ”

In the commotion, Brother Zhou came over. He glanced at Zhang Er meaninglessly, and then put on a pleasant face, "Okay, okay, let's all go to work, why do you get together if you have nothing to do?" ”

Although the official is not able to step down in the eyes of the serious officials' families, it is still "unattainable" for the people, and the people of Xihe Village are also a little frightened. Now that someone has taken the initiative to give them the steps, they have spread out and started working again.

As early as when he saw a servant whipping people from afar, Zhang Ying'an, who was sitting in a sedan chair, poked his head out worriedly. Later, when he saw that the old man was not beaten, he breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said to Mu Xiwen angrily: "Why is the official like this!" That old man is so old, he still wants to beat him! ”

Mu Xiwen snorted coldly, "Those servants will only fight against people." As he spoke, the carriage approached the embankment.

A group of more than a dozen people approached, these officials were the most observant people, and when they saw the carriage, they knew that they could not afford to provoke the people who came, so no one stepped forward to drive them away.

At this time, it was close to four o'clock in the afternoon, and Zhang Ying'an was hungry early, so he ordered his subordinates to take the prepared pastries and fruits out to eat. Over there, the servants began to eat, too.

At first, Zhang Yingan was still curious about what the servant was eating, but when he really saw it clearly, his always kind face collapsed suddenly.

"They eat this for so long and so heavy work?"

The servants on the other side finally put down the tools in their hands, and when they straightened their backs, they couldn't help but let out a light sigh.

They lined up in an orderly manner and took the snacks from the servants - a piece of sorghum steamed bun that was hard enough to be used as a murder weapon, and a bowl of porridge that was so rare that it could be used as a mirror.

Of course, these are not enough to eat, not to mention the service, even at home during the slack farming, and only drooping children will eat such a little thing pitifully. Therefore, they were prepared, and began to prepare dry rations and pickles that were easy to carry and store as early as a month before they knew they would be in service.

Mu Xiwen glanced at Wei Ziyin, fortunately she brought him white-flour steamed buns yesterday, otherwise she would have to apologize for dying if she starved to death here in the future.

As soon as Wei Ziyin took out the white-flour steamed buns, it attracted a burst of heat from the people around him.

Because of the previous hatred of the enemy, the people of Xihe Village felt that Wei Ziyin was cold and warm. Don't look at him in the past, he was always alone and not close to everyone, but he was actually a warm-hearted young man.

Therefore, at this time, someone boldly joked about him: "Little Brother Wei, this is what Awen sent to you." Yo, I can't see that Ah Wen feels so sorry for his fiancé, and he is willing to make white-flour steamed buns. It's not like my family, who uses this dry sorghum steamed bun to deal with me. ”

The others laughed, and someone pushed the man, "Go and go, don't you look at your cheeks, what kind of cheeks are Brother Wei, people are still scholars, Ah Wen must be distressed." ”

"Hahaha-" The big guys laughed. Because they saw that although Wei Ziyin still had a cold face, the red earlobes revealed his indifferent heart.

The old man before hung his head pitifully and shrank to the side, and sat blankly after eating the food issued by the officials. Wei Ziyin thought about it and silently handed over a steamed bun.

Mu Xiwen didn't know the ridicule on the other side, she was trying to popularize science with Zhang Ying'an: "Yes, alas, even dogs can't eat enough with such a little thing, but these servants want to feed a group of servants who do manual work." Moreover, I heard that the county magistrate also canceled the Chinese food. ”

Zhang Ying'an, who has a pure temperament, has long lost the mentality of watching the excitement at the beginning, and he said with a little injustice and anger: "How dare this dog official be like this!" ”

She sighed faintly, "No way, who can control the county master?" ”

Zhang Ying'an was anxious, "Isn't my father okay?" He is much more powerful than this Qipinzhi County! ”

"However, although the Governor Xuedao has a high rank, he is in charge of educational administration and the examination and promotion of students in schools in various provinces, and does not interfere with the prefect, the governor, the county, etc., which means that the Lord Xuedao cannot intervene in the administrative affairs of the county master......" She was happy in her heart, but her face was still worried.

These words made Zhang Yingan stunned for a moment, "My father, a third-grade official, can't manage his little county?" So what should I do, is it difficult to let him be lawless in Anyang County? ”

But Mu Xiwen turned his head and suddenly said: "Little brother thinks that this way of building the dam is really inefficient, what does Brother Zhang think?" ”

Of course Zhang Ying'an couldn't see it, he opened his mouth and couldn't speak, Mu Xiwen really asked him, and continued: "But I have seen a very effective way to resist floods and build a dam from the book, and for the sake of his friendship with Brother Zhang, I am willing to give this merit to Lord Xuedao." ”

From the endless delicacies to the bronze at the bottom of the river, Mu Xiwen is already an omnipotent and extraordinarily low-key sweeping monk in Zhang Ying'an's eyes.

Therefore, he didn't delve into where Mu Xiwen learned the way to build the embankment as a civilian, and immediately rushed towards Mu Xiwen Xiong excitedly, "Brother Mu, you are really my good brother!" ”

Mu Xiwen hid in the narrow sedan chair in embarrassment, and said with an embarrassed smile: "So Brother Zhang, you might as well bring the Daoist Master here tomorrow, and you can offer advice to the adults in the future." ”

Zhang Ying'an's eyes rolled, "Okay!" It just so happened that my father just came back from Huizhou yesterday. ”

Glancing at Wei Ziyin from afar in the sedan chair, Mu Xiwen retracted his gaze and said silently in his heart: "Jin Thigh, if you suffer for another day, I will step on the colorful auspicious clouds to save you tomorrow!" ”

Naturally, the night was spent peacefully in the expectations of a large number of people.

The next day, Mu Xiwen made a hearty breakfast early in the morning and prepared to take it to Wei Ziyin, who was comparable to Sister Lin in her heart. After giving Brother Zhou dozens of dollars, Brother Zhou also let Mu Xiwen exist.

Under the gaze of a large group of jealous people whose eyes were green, Wei Ziyin ate a delicious breakfast quite contentedly.

The servants had just finished their meal and were about to go back to their work when another carriage approached in the distance. After the car stopped, a middle-aged man with elegant appearance and ordinary clothes and a driver, who looked inconspicuous, got out.

Brother Zhou glanced at it, looked around the somewhat familiar carriage, and continued to bow his head and pretend to be blind. He is not like Zhang Er's fool, he loves to be strong in everything.

Just like Wei Ziyin's case, although the magistrate hinted that he and the Mu family did not deal with each other, Wei Ziyin had a close relationship with the Mu family, and at the same time, Li Zheng in Dongxihe Village also gave them a little benefit to let them "take care" of Wei Ziyin. But he listened, and the benefits were reaped, but it was impossible to come out.

Seeing that Wei Ziyin is not a thing in the pool, he is still a scholar, who can guarantee that he will not soar in the future?

Haven't you heard of bullying the pulsatilla and not bullying the poor of the youth? is also Zhang Er, a fool with developed limbs and a simple mind, who likes to do things that offend people in a hurry.