"Wait for my news."

Li Yuanjing pinched Xiugu's slender waist hard, and walked away.

Only Xiugu, who was holding more than a hundred dollars in her hand and trembling all over, was messy in the wind.

But.

Not for a while.

Xiugu's eyes, which were originally full of life, gradually came to life......

Immediately, her pretty face couldn't stop blushing, and she hurriedly took the big money and ran quickly towards the other end of the alley, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

…

"Do you think I'm a little unauthentic, and I have to take advantage of everyone?"

On the way to collect wood, seeing that Zhao Zengjin looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, he was about to suffocate, Li Yuanjing suddenly stopped with a smile, looked at Zhao Zengjin and said.

"This ......"

"The owner, the small, the small dare not ......"

Zhao Zengjin was taken aback, and hurriedly lowered his head to deny it.

Li Yuanjing shook his head with a smile:

"Don't dare doesn't mean you don't want to. But it doesn't matter, it's just human nature. ”

"Still."

"Lao Zhao, do you know, why did I talk to Aunt Xiu today?"

Zhao Zengjin raised his head a little confused, and hurriedly shook his head.

Li Yuanjing sighed deeply:

"She wanted to kowtow to me, apologize, and die. But I stopped it. ”

"After all, the sin is not as good as that of a wife and daughter. Hou Wu's sin was committed by himself, so what does it have to do with the poor man Xiugu? ”

After speaking.

Li Yuanjing no longer paid attention to Zhao Zengjin and strode forward.

Half a day.

Zhao Zengjin came back to his senses at this time, and then looked at Li Yuanjing's gaze, which was already full of indescribable admiration and respect, and hurriedly caught up with Li Yuanjing and said:

"Boss, you, your benevolence, the little one really doesn't know what to say. In the future, this little life will be sold to you......"

Looking at Zhao Zengjin's excited appearance, the corners of Li Yuanjing's mouth hooked up a touch of arc, but he didn't say much.

The sage said:

"Teach students according to their aptitude."

In fact, when it comes to getting along with people, it is also a truth:

Vary.

If you want a man like Zhao Zengjin to return to his heart, I am afraid that it is not enough to only give benefits.

But Zhao Zengjin loves his mother-in-law very much.

Sort of.

He is also different from the vast majority of people in this era......

He—

There is a kind of respect for women.

Li Yuanjing's move just now obviously hit his heart, how could it not be effective?

…

With the help of Zhao Zengjin, who was like chicken blood, it didn't take long for Li Yuanjing to receive a lot of poplar and willow wood of very good quality.

Although these sellers insisted on not asking for money, they helped Li Yuanjing send these timbers home, but after returning home, Li Yuanjing still gave them a few big money each as a hardship fee.

This immediately made these people grateful to Li Yuanjing.

It also made Zhao Zengjin look at Li Yuanjing with more respect and respect.

With such a reliable owner, what is he not satisfied with?

But.

Although Zhao Zengjin is a carpenter, Li Yuanjing also has a loom at home, including a textile enterprise under Li Yuanjing in later generations, and even went to Britain to visit the legendary 'Jenny Loom with his own eyes'.

But Li Yuanjing is not a pure engineering background after all, and if he wants to make a pedal loom, he still has to draw a picture first.

Let Zhao Zengjin go back to rest first and come back to work tomorrow.

Li Yuanjing greeted Yu Niang and quickly threw himself into the drawing work, almost forgetting to sleep and eat.

In the evening, Zhang Kun, who had refreshed his spirits, also came over.

Li Yuanjing didn't stop him this time, but just told him to be more careful, so he asked him to rush to the county seat overnight.

After all.

Although it is easy to fall on his heels and even encounter wild beasts when walking at night, in contrast, he will not encounter bandits, and it seems to be much safer.

…

Just when Li Yuanjing was desperately drawing a loom diagram.

Iron Bull Town.

Xue family compound.

Today, Xue Dashan, who went to the county seat on official business, also came back full of wine and food.

Can.

When Mu Ran heard Xue An's report, Hou Wu actually led someone to rob Li Yuanjing of most of the silver and ran away, which instantly made Xue Dashan people blow up.

The face of the big cake full of wine was full of ferocity, and he stared at Xue An viciously and shouted:

"Dog a few little. Child-raised! Hou Wu's sloppy goods ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall! ”

"Xue An!"

"Check it out!"

"You must find Hou Wu, this bastard! To live to see people, to die to see corpses! If you can't find it, you don't have to come back to see me! ”

"Plus!"

"You will go to Quanzi Village early tomorrow morning and ask his poor sour surnamed Li for an account!"

"I'm going to take advantage of his illness and kill him! You must snatch his little lady back from Lao Tzu! ”

"Got it!"

"Yes, it's the old man......"

Xue An was clever, with a fierce light in his small eyes, and hurriedly kowtowed to Xue Dashanren.

Since Hou Wu's sloppy goods are useless, he can only take action in person, Xue An, and strive for a one-hit kill, and quickly get this field back!

…

At the same time.

County.

Yamen.

The old parents of Fengcheng County, Zhao Bingchun, the magistrate of the county, were holding a brush, thinking sadly, as if he wanted to write some poems.

How.

Although he was born in the imperial examination, he is only the end of the top three, and Baguwen has already asked for his old life, and this poetry and song is like it is difficult for him.

But......

The nobleman who is about to resume serving as the left attendant of the Ministry of Officials likes poetry the most.

And.

With his reinstatement of the Ministry of Officials, the core department in charge of the world's black yarn, it seems that he is going to become the head of the Qi Party in the DPRK and China.

If you can't seize this opportunity this time, please this party leader......

Zhao Bingchun really can't imagine, what future does he have in the future?

"Master, Ma Huan in the household room is asking to see you outside, saying that he has something important to ask to see you......"

Just when Zhao Bingchun was annoyed, a pretty little maid suddenly came over respectfully to report.

"Ma Huan?"

"What is this bird doing so late? It can't be an accident with the autumn tax, right? ”

Zhao Bingchun chirped irritably, and his old face suddenly became more gloomy.

How dare the pretty little girl talk more? Suddenly, the atmosphere didn't dare to breathe anymore.

Zhao Bingchun slapped the maid on the stiff irritably, and shouted:

"Go, let him get in."

"Yes......"

The pretty little maid hurriedly retreated as if she had been granted amnesty.

Soon.

Ma Ye Ma Huan respectfully came to Zhao Bingchun's study, and said flatteringly:

"Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master, we have produced talents in Fengcheng County......"

"Talented?"

"What's going on?"

Zhao Bingchun's face was as dark as water.

If Ma Huan, a sloppy man, dared to fool him, he would never mind breaking the dog's leg with his own hands today!

"Master, that's ......"

Ma Huan is also an old and refined character, and when he saw that his big boss had a bad face, he didn't dare to show off anymore, so he hurriedly reported the matter of Li Yuanjing in Quanzi Village, especially those two poems, to Zhao Bingchun respectfully.

"I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone?"

"Old Ma, this, this is really a poem by my Fengcheng County student?"

Zhao Bingchun's face suddenly flushed a little pervertedly, and his voice trembled with excitement.

How clever is Ma Huan?

Hurriedly and respectfully:

"Sir, I really haven't heard these two lines of poetry before. Moreover, when the little one came, he asked someone about it, and they didn't seem to have heard of it......"

Although Ma Huan said it implicitly, how could Zhao Bingchun not understand Ma Huan's deep meaning?

Ma Huan checked, but didn't find it.

And he himself obviously did not hear these two lines of poetry.

Zhao Bingchun looked at the respectful Ma Huan, quickly reacted, and immediately shouted:

"Someone, please master."

Seeing that Zhao Bingchun asked the master but did not let himself retreat, Ma Huan was also a little trembling with excitement.

This move, I'm afraid it's the right move.

After a while, the goatee master walked in with a white paper fan.

When Zhao Bingchun said these two lines of poetry, the goatee master, who seemed to be very tall, was also shocked, and couldn't help but admire:

"Dong Weng, Dacai, Dacai, Wow."

"What kind of genius can write such amazing poems?"

When Zhao Bingchun saw his master's appearance, he already had a bottom in his heart, and he became more and more excited, but he was quite deep in the city, so he hurriedly endured it and carefully recounted the story of Li Yuanjing in the past few days to the master.

The master couldn't help but high-five and praised:

"No wonder, no wonder."

"Dong Weng, I'm afraid that even if this poem is put in Beijing, it will be first-class, and it will definitely move Jinghua. In the student's opinion, Dong Weng could immediately go to visit Mr. Murong. ”