Of course, Mu Xiwen would not let go of this good opportunity to add fuel to the fire, she showed an innocent and sincere smile, "Master Xuedao must be hungry after a long journey, right?" Since Chinese food is served here, why don't you just barely eat some soup and rice as a scholar? ”

This is a great shame for Gong Zhixian, how can he eat the food of these untouchables? But Zhang Xuedao is different, he really cares about the people of Limin, and he also knows that Gong Zhixian is greedy for money and food, which has caused these servants to have no Chinese food. So Mu Xiwen's words hit his heart, and he immediately nodded in agreement.

"It's rare to come here, today I will have fun with the people, taste the Chinese food of these servants, Lord Gong should not be reluctant to add an extra pair of dishes and chopsticks, right?" He said lightly.

"When...... Of course, this is the honor of the lower officials. Gong Zhixian stiffened his face and forced a smile.

So Zhang Xuedao didn't care about him anymore, stepped forward to appease the frightened old man, and then turned his head to look at Wei Ziyin.

"Little Brother Wei, the two of us are really fated, we can meet you here."

Wei Ziyin arched his hand, "Sir, thank you for speaking up today." ”

Zhang Xuedao smiled, "It's okay, looking at your appearance, you should have already discovered the identity of the old man, right?" That Miss Mu is your fiancée, right, the two of you are really a match made in heaven, and you are equally smart and sharp. ”

"That's right, Master Xuedao!" Mu Fuyang, who was watching the play next to him, suddenly interjected, although he was afraid of Zhang Xuedao's status as an official, but he was too close to the people and kind, and he was not at all like the official master in his impression, and he didn't understand how big an official Xuedao was, so he mustered up the courage to come forward and talk.

"Ziyin is very filial, he is still the service quota of our Mu family......"

So, under his explanation, Zhang Xuedao finally figured out the causes and consequences of Wei Ziyin's service, and he said coldly: "In your village, you are so indistinguishable from right and wrong, using power for personal gain? ”

After Zhang Xuedao's identity was revealed, those servants were all shocked. They have lived for so many years, and the biggest official they have ever seen is the magistrate, but they didn't expect to see the magistrate nodding to others one day.

They were even more surprised when they saw that this big official and Wei Ziyin knew each other, but unlike the surprise of other villagers, the people of Xihe Village had a sense of pride in addition to surprise, and even their bent backs couldn't help but straighten up.

Therefore, although they didn't dare to surround Zhang Xuedao, they all paid attention to the movement over there, intentionally or unintentionally. In this way, Mu Fuyang's words were naturally listened to by them.

"Wow, I didn't expect Brother Wei to come to serve because of this, I really thought that the Mu family was so ruthless to let a newly adult scholar come to the quota, but I didn't expect them to give more money."

"But why did Wang Lizheng target the Mu family and the Wei brothers?"

"What else?" Someone squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Oh," he nodded with his chin at Mu Xiwen, who was distributing sour plum soup to the servants, "Since the last time, how many people have stopped going to the Wang family, but have gone to the Mu family for medical treatment, and it is strange that the Wang family can be happy to see it." ”

"Didn't you say it was free to see a doctor? Why is this still rushing to give people free medical treatment? ”

"Hey, the words are free, but the villagers, who can really come to the door empty-handed with a face, at least have to carry an egg and put aside two taels of salt."

Zhang Xuedao looked at Wei Ziyin and said solemnly: "Although it is not illegal, this is obviously not in accordance with the rules, do you need the old man to go and talk to Gong Zhixian and exempt you from servitude?" ”

Mu Fuyang's face was full of excitement, but unexpectedly, Wei Ziyin shook his head, "Thank you, sir, but as the saying goes, 'what you get on paper is shallow, and you never know that you have to bow to it'. If officials cannot sympathize with the people's feelings and love the people like children, then the people's livelihood will gradually become more difficult under their rule. This is a big taboo for the people, for Your Majesty, and for the country.

What's more, if the kid quits halfway, even if it is reasonable and compliant, it is inevitable that some people will be dissatisfied and cause trouble. As long as I can provide three meals according to the regulations in the future and ensure everyone's rest time, the kid believes that I can fully support it. ”

The discussion here is in full swing, and the place in Gongzhi County is very miserable. He had a bitter face, where could he go to get Chinese food for the Daoist master?

Zhang Er got up from the ground, knowing that if he couldn't please Gong Zhixian anymore, death was just around the corner. So at this time, he couldn't care about the injuries all over his body, and hurriedly leaned into Gong Zhixian's ear and whispered:

"Brother-in-law, why don't we give some money and let the surrounding farmers cook a meal and send it over? Master Xuedao can't really eat these mud-legged meals, just make some and send him away. ”

Gong Zhixian's eyes rolled a few times, "Then you hurry up and find someone." ”

"But ......," Zhang Er was a little embarrassed, "this is Zhaozhuang Village, and since the flood fifteen years ago, the households here have been gone, so we can ...... here."

Halfway through speaking, the words were swallowed back into his stomach in Gong Zhixian's suddenly grim gaze, and Zhang Er shook his body and changed the topic:

"There are barely a few families left who are also so poor that they can make food for a while? I'm afraid it's no different from the snacks that this group of untouchables usually eat, what should I do if the Lord Xuedao is not satisfied with it? ”

Gong Zhixian coldly retracted his gaze, "What other village is there besides Zhaozhuang Village?" ”

"It should be Donghe Village and Xihe Village, as well as Qingshui Bay upstream."

"Dongxihe Village?" Gong Zhixian's nerves moved, "Just go to Donghe Village, find Wang Lizheng, and ask him to prepare food for one hundred and sixty-five people, just add some pigs to the water, don't do it too well." Make a separate copy for Master Xuedao, and make me a sumptuous one. After speaking, he gave Zhang Eryi a tael of silver from his arms.

Zhang Er looked at the silver tael and twitched his face, and he couldn't say anything, so he had to respond vaguely, and rode to Donghe Village.

Time passed slowly, and everyone hid in the shade to rest. The servants didn't have the luxury of eating in China, but only thought that it would be good to let them rest for a while at the hottest time in the afternoon.

At three o'clock in the afternoon (12:45 p.m.), the servants were ready to get up and continue to work, and Gong Zhixian was sweating with anxiety under Zhang Xuedao's unclear gaze.

At this moment, a rush of footsteps sounded from afar.

"Eh, someone's pushing a cart!"

"It's Wang Lizheng and Miss Peiyun."

Under the intentional publicity of the Wang family, Wang Peiyun's title of Little Fuxing not only resounded in Dongxihe Village, but also in the three nearby villages, and these servants shouted out her identity as soon as they saw Wang Peiyun.

Three men and three women approached from a distance, and everyone gradually saw that the cart was filled with steaming cabbage stewed tofu, pickled eggplant, fried pork liver, and a large pot of bean rice.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time, this is today's Chinese food, let's line up to come over to eat now." Wang Peiyun's gentle voice sounded by the embankment.

The servants suddenly boiled.