Li Hanzhang didn't like to see Zheng Hong very much, and Zheng Hong also didn't like to play with Li Hanzhang.

Stay in Yangzhou City, isn't it fragrant to see the women's corner?

The Zheng family has a women's sumo team, and every time there is a competition, it will cause a sensation. used to be able to play with even bare chests, but later he was angrily reprimanded by Zhizhou, and now he can only show his arms at most.

It's nice to only show your arms, and you can show your breasts when you fight, and it's more interesting to half-cover and half-cover.

On the way up the mountain, it was muddy, and the shoes and socks on Zheng Hong's feet had already been taken off and thrown to the domestic servants.

This guy came running barefoot, looking familiar, first at Li Hanzhang and Bai Chongyan, and then at the Zhu family father and son with fists and saluting.

Then, sit down, grab the preserved fruit and eat it.

"This place is really hard to find, I took a lot of effort to find it," Zheng Hong looked left and right, and found that there was no extra wine glass, so he picked up the teacup and raised his neck to drink, and then instructed the servant, "The tea is cold, and it is hot." ”

Although Bai Chongyan also despised this person, he really couldn't be offended, so he hurriedly asked the servant to add a pair of chopsticks and wine glasses.

After pouring the wine full, Zheng Hong drank it all, feeling a little cold, and said with a smile: "You go on, when I am not there." ”

Li Hanzhang was annoyed when he saw this fat man, he really couldn't help it, opened the skylight and said brightly: "Zheng Erlang, your sister is only thirteen years old, but I am twenty-six this year." There is a huge difference in age, I'm afraid it's not suitable, please tell Ling Zun, don't talk about marriage again. ”

"I can save it," Zheng Hong was still smiling, "I came back this time, but I accompanied Brother Kezhen to enjoy the mountains and rivers." ”

Li Hanzhang thought to himself: Lao Tzu is playing in the mountains and rivers happily, and he is not in any mood when he sees you.

Both sides couldn't be lazy, Bai Chongyan could only come forward to play a round, raised his glass and said: "The countryside is remote, and the petty officials have been wronged, so you might as well stay in the cold house for a few more days." ”

"Then it's a nuisance," Zheng Hong waited for this sentence, and then looked at the Zhu family father and son, "Who are these two?" ”

Bai Chongyan introduced: "The two friends from Guangnan, this is Zhu ...... By the way, Mr. Zhu, I haven't asked for the table words yet. ”

Without waiting for his father to speak, Zhu Ming suddenly made out a sentence: "My father's cousin is Yuan Zhang, as for the following, the cursive character is successful." ”

"Poof...... Ahem, ahem! ”

Zhu Guoxiang, who was drinking, squirted out directly, choking on the wine and coughing continuously.

Zhu Ming smiled and stroked his father's back: "Dad, you haven't drunk for a long time, don't drink too much." ”

Zhu Guoxiang secretly glared at his son, and then apologized: "It's not enough to drink, so you can laugh." ”

"It doesn't matter." Bai Chongyan continued to make an introduction.

The two sides exchanged names and words, clasped their fists and saluted, drank wine and ate meat.

After a few glasses of wine, the fat man couldn't sit up straight, and lay on the stone table very casually, as if this was his own backyard.

He picked up the wine poured by Bai Chongyan, and suddenly said, "It's not interesting to drink dry, how about throwing a pot?" I've brought everything with me. ”

While speaking, the servants of the Zheng family had already stepped forward, holding a porcelain vase in their arms, and arrows were inserted in the porcelain vase.

Zheng Hong knows his shortcomings, and playing with words makes him sure that he will lose, and he will inevitably lose his appearance. Pitching pots is very simple, and it is not elegant, Sima Guang specially wrote a book "Pitching Pot New Style".

This thing is liked by literati and martial artists, Yue Fei is a pot thrower, and every time he invites a guest, he must throw a pot for a play.

Sure enough, although Li Hanzhang hated Zheng Hong, he had no resistance to throwing pots, and took his arms to show his hands.

The servants took arrows to measure the distance and placed the porcelain vase outside the pavilion.

Zheng Hong smiled: "But Brother Zhen pleases first." ”

"Then I won't shirk it." Li Hanzhang took an arrow.

There were a total of twelve arrows, Li Hanzhang missed the first shot, and the second shot finally fell into the pot, and the beans inserted into the bottom of the bottle did not pop out.

"Brother Zhen shoots the gods!"

Bai Chongyan clapped his hands in admiration, and his stinky feet were held in a very timely manner.

Then it got better, and the third and fourth shots were all hit.

The servant has been counting the points on the side, and since the first one misses, the second one throws in a loose arrow (only one point is awarded).

"Arrows, get ten chips!"

The servant suddenly shouted, but it was Li Hanzhang's sixth arrow, which was thrown into the pot and popped out, and then fell back into the pot, and this shot directly got ten points.

After throwing twelve arrows, Li Hanzhang scored a total of 48 points.

The servant stepped forward and took the arrow back.

Li Hanzhang said with a smile: "Brother Juncai, please." ”

Bai Chongyan said: "Brother Yuanzhang, please first." ”

Zhu Guoxiangbao's age is in his thirties, while Zhu Mingbao's age is fifteen years old.

As soon as he heard the word "Yuanzhang", Zhu Guoxiang felt awkward, and he could only settle accounts with his son afterwards.

After three consecutive shots, Zhu Guoxiang threw all of them crookedly, and the fourth arrow found his senses. And the five senses brought by the crossing were sensitive, which greatly improved his accuracy, and he hit six arrows one after another.

Everyone asked Zhu Ming to throw the pot again, and Zhu Ming smiled: "It's better for Zheng Erguan to come first." ”

Zheng Hong was not verbose, nor did he wear his shirt, so he rolled up his sleeves and opened it. This product is not good at reading, but he is good at throwing pots, and he actually hit eleven arrows, and the score is more than twice that of Li Hanzhang.

"Good!"

Li Hanzhang, who looked at him unpleasantly, also clapped and applauded at the moment.

The little fat man was triumphant and smiled at everyone: "Accept, accept!" ”

The arrow was handed over to Zhu Ming, he had never played this game before, and the first arrow was purely looking for feelings. I threw it in, but it was a little crooked, and the force was too heavy, and it hit it twice and flew out again.

The second arrow adjusted the force and angle, and flew in with a whoosh, and then the arrow entered the pot, causing continuous applause.

Zhu Ming played happily and asked, "Does it count as a hit pot ear?" ”

"Count!" Zheng Hong said.

According to Sima Guang's rules, hitting the pot ear is not only a score, but also a plus.

In the last arrow, Zhu Ming did not throw it at the mouth of the pot, but deliberately aimed at the ear of the pot.

Engrossed, without distractions, a wonderful feeling was born, and the arrow flew towards the teapot ear. Draw a graceful parabola, fall accurately into the left ear, and insert it firmly on the ground.

Piercing ears, ten.

"Good time!" Zheng Hong felt that Zhu Ming had great potential and could often play together in the future.

When Bai Chongyan also finished throwing the pot, Zheng Hong scored first, Zhu Ming scored second, Li Hanzhang scored third, and Zhu Guoxiang scored fourth.

Bai Saburojun was laughed at by everyone, and he was punished with several glasses of wine in succession.

After a few rounds of pitching pots, Bai Chongyan stood up and took everyone to visit his own tea-making workshop.

The workshop is near the waterhole, and the tea leaves picked this morning have already begun to be steamed one after another. The tea farmers were too busy, and the villagers at the foot of the mountain also came to help, sat together to pick tea leaves, packed different grades of tea buds in batches, and then brought water to clean them.

Bai Chongwen, the eldest man of the Bai family, supervised in Chashan in the morning, and came to the workshop to command in the afternoon.

Despite his eccentric temperament, he is extremely conscientious and likes to do things himself.

He warmly received the third brother and his friends, took everyone to visit the tea-making process, and even took the trouble to explain the tricks in detail.

After visiting the tea workshop, Zhu Guoxiang proposed to go to see the land and determine which land and mountains and forests to buy.

Looking at the third brother walking farther and farther, Bai Chongwen's expression was instantly gloomy.

He already knew about the third brother's purchase of a pen, and his father even agreed to buy a pen at sixty times. He is responsible for the family's industry, and every penny has his hard work, so he was smashed out by the third brother indiscriminately.

There is also the third brother who studies every year, and he also spends money like running water.

Can Jinshi be so easy to test?

If you can't pass the Jinshi exam, you can't use it to raise people's fart, it's just a little more glorious in face.

But this face belongs to the third brother, and it has nothing to do with him Bai Dalang.

Even, he had to give away ten acres of mountains and ten acres of mountains and forests - Bai Chongwen didn't know that the Zhu family father and son had refused to give them away.

Bai Chongwen was angry, he felt that his father was old and confused, and it would be better if he died early!

……

The waterhole is connected to the Han River by a stream, and the Bai family is reluctant to sell it in the mountains next to the stream.

Bai Chongyan stood still on a hillside, pointed to the east and said, "From here to the east, the two of you can take whatever piece of land you like." When irrigating, the stream water is allowed to be used, and no money is charged for water. But don't go to the pool to fetch water, the pool water is to be used to steam tea, and it's a pity that it is polluted by a dung bucket. ”

Zhu Guoxiang estimated the distance with the naked eye, and the land that the Bai family could sell was one and a half miles away from the creek.

Moreover, there is no diversion canal, and the irrigation water has to be carried on the shoulders. The further you go to the east, the steeper the mountain road becomes, and the more scattered the cultivated land becomes, and the small cultivated land is even only a few square meters, and the flattest and wide one is only a few square meters.

There is no room for choice.

Zhu Guoxiang didn't bother to take a closer look, and said casually: "Let's count it from here, the mountains and forests in the east are all bought, and the total is twenty acres." ”

Bai Chongyan turned to the servant and said, "Call Zeng." ”

Zeng Da was a tea household who lived by the pond, and he hurriedly ran from the tea-making workshop, and stood by to wait for the dispatch.

Bai Chongyan instructed: "I want to sell the land, whose family is the tenant of these land, and how big a piece of land is, you should tell me all carefully." ”

Zeng Daru said: "This piece is owned by Yuan Erjia's tenant, and there is one zhang and three (about 15 square meters). That piece belonged to the aunt of the Liu family, and it was only eight feet. That piece is ......."

"Write it down." Bai Chongyan said to the servant.

The maid carried a pen and paper with him, and quickly recorded on the spot, and only stopped after gathering ten acres.

Bai Chongyan also sent his servants to mark the boundaries of the land they sold.

Everything is done, Bai Chongyan said: "Brother Yuanzhang ......"

"Let's call me Brother Zhu." Zhu Guoxiang really can't get used to hearing this title.

Bai Chongyan didn't think much about it: "Mr. Zhu, the hillside circled just now must be more than ten acres, and it is estimated that there are fifteen acres left." Among the cultivated land, there are many trees and weeds that cannot be cultivated, and tenants are allowed to cut firewood according to the custom. ”

"We're not going to break the rules." Zhu Guoxiang made a guarantee.

Zeng Da said happily: "I thank Zhu Xianggong." ”

In other words, more than fifteen acres of mountainous land are nominally owned by the Zhu family. However, the Zhu family did not have the right to dispose of more than five acres of barren slopes, which was left to the tenants to cut firewood.

Next, they have to buy mountains and forests, and both sides are too lazy to measure, estimating the area of ten acres to mark.

Back at Biyun Pavilion, Bai Chongyan personally wrote the contract, and the two parties signed and signed the contract.

Zhu Guoxiang arched his hand and said: "San Langjun, the money for buying land will be sent to the house another day, and today I will talk to the tenants about the matter." ”

"Please, it's not too early, it's time for me to go down the mountain." Bai Chongyan said.

Wandering around the mountains before, the little kid Bai Qi was already tired.

Zhu Guoxiang asked the child to sit in the pavilion and instructed: "You wait here, don't run around, I'll come back to pick you up in a quarter of an hour or two at most." ”

"Good!" Bai Qi nodded obediently.

The father and son took the tenant Zeng Da and went back to the boundary they had just bought.

Zhu Guoxiang kept picking out the relatively flat and open ones, with a total area of about 0.7 acres, and instructed Zeng Dadao: "You go and make it clear to other tenants that these pieces of land I picked out should not be ploughed in spring for the time being." In another twenty days, you will go to Shen Niangzi's house at the bottom of the mountain, and I will bring corn seedlings to teach you how to farm. ”

"That'...... We haven't planted any corn seedlings, and we don't know what kind of grain they are. Zeng Da was embarrassed.

Zhu Guoxiang thought for a while and said: "For other land, the rules are still the same, and the land rent should be how much. I will bring out the seeds of the plots of land I have chosen, and I will not receive a penny from you. If the corn harvest fails, the harvest is not as good as that of corn and sorghum, and you don't want a grain of rent. ”

Zeng Da still has no bottom in his heart, but Zhu Guoxiang is the landlord, and when it comes to this, if he doesn't agree, he will be bored. He could only bite the bullet and say: "Zhu Xianggong arranged it." ”

Zhu Guoxiang once again admonished: "The few plots of land I have selected must not be sown indiscriminately. If anyone dares to make his own decisions, even if the seeds germinate, I will shovel them all! ”

"Listen to Zhu Xianggong." Zeng Da obediently agreed, and his stomach was bitter and difficult to vomit.

The tea farmers who are tenants in the mountains are busy picking tea and making tea today, and Zhu Guoxiang can't gather everyone.

He sent Zeng Da away and went down the mountain with the land purchase contract.

Walking not far away, Zhu Guoxiang suddenly stopped: "Let's talk about it, why am I called Zhu Yuanzhang?" ”

Zhu Ming had a bad look on his face: "Do you know what Zhu Yuanzhang is?" ”

"All I know is that his nickname is Jupachi." Zhu Guoxiang said.

Zhu Ming smiled and explained: "Zhu Yuanzhang, the word Guorui." auspicious, auspicious, auspicious and rui. What a coincidence, your name is Zhu Guoxiang, there is no difference between you and Zhu Guorui, and the character Yuanzhang is also a natural thing. ”

"I think you want to be the emperor and want to go crazy," Zhu Guoxiang glanced at his son, "Don't think I don't know, Zheng Chenggong should be called Zhu Chenggong, what do you mean by giving yourself the word success?" ”

Zhu Ming suddenly shouted wronged, and pretended to be weird: "Dad, my Dean Zhu, I don't have much knowledge, and this name and word must be connected." In addition to the epitaph, I remember that the inscription has the meaning of Legong, and in a hurry, I can only give myself a table to call it success. ”

Zhu Guoxiang heard a black line, what kind of bullshit?

I became Zhu Yuanzhang inexplicably, and my son returned his mother to Zhu Chenggong.

Zhu Ming plucked a weed and put it in his mouth, looked back at the mountains he had just bought, and said happily: "In the future, we will also be landlords, so we will develop well for a year or two first, and we will definitely be able to gain a firm foothold here." By the way, when will you build a house? ”

Zhu Guoxiang said: "I asked Shen Niangzi, the people in the village who can build houses and make furniture are all ordinary farmers. They were very busy during this time, and if they wanted to hire someone to repair the house, they had to wait until the rice planting was over. ”

"Then wait slowly, remember to give Shen Niangzi room and board." Zhu Ming was not in a hurry.

The father and son descended leisurely, and by the time they reached the halfway point of the mountain, it was already dark.

Zhu Guoxiang frowned suddenly: "Have we forgotten something?" ”

"Nope." Zhu Ming said.

"Surely I forgot something?" Zhu Guoxiang shook his head and thought.

Zhu Ming slapped his thigh: ", Brother Qi is still in the mountains!" ”

Let two men watch the children, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are also big-hearted.