"Mr. Cao, please come in. Our master is waiting for you." The old steward at the door smiled and invited people in.

Cao Xiangnan nodded to the steward who led the way and said, "Sorry to bother Uncle Zhang."

After arriving in Fenshui Town, Zhao Xianzhi lived in the small courtyard behind the government office. When he took office, he was accompanied by an old servant, and the rest of the servants were gone. If we talk about being an honest official, Zhao County Magistrate is probably one of them.

The shabby small courtyard was tidy and clean, and the pear tree in the courtyard was full of flowers, and the wind blew with a fragrance. As soon as I walked in, I saw a person sitting cross-legged on a couch fiddling with the tea set in front of him. His slender fingers were like those of a scholar holding a pen, fiddling with the porcelain white cup in one go, which was very beautiful.

"Master, I've brought Master Cao here," said the steward.

Zhao Xianzhi said "hmm," and the old steward understood and left, leaving the door open and unclosed.

"Hello, Master Zhao," said Cao Xiangnan, bowing his hands.

"Didn't I say that private meetings don't require extra courtesy? There are only the two of us here, and no outsiders. I don't care whether you are polite or not, so why should you be polite, don't you think?" Zhao Xianzhi turned around with a faint smile on his face. He pointed to the seat opposite and asked the person to sit down.

Zhao Xianzhi was wearing a cream-white spring shirt, gentle and elegant. He was very thin, so frail that he looked like he could be blown away by a gust of wind. He looked like a scholar, a weak man.

In fact, military generals hold swords, and scholars hold pens. Don't underestimate a weak scholar. The pen in his hand can kill princes and corrupt officials. The world was conquered by military generals, but the country was controlled by scholars.

"Yes, Lord Zhao is right." Cao Xiangnan smiled and replied, and sat down cross-legged opposite Zhao Xianzhi without hesitation, and put the roll of paper in his hand on the edge of the table.

Zhao Xianzhi noticed something on the table, but he didn't ask what it was. He picked up the teapot and poured out a cup of tea. He moved to the person opposite him and said, "Try the tea I brewed. This is new tea this year."

"My lord, I must taste the tea carefully." Before he took a sip, he could smell the fragrance of tea. After thanking him, Cao Xiangnan took the cup and took a sip. "It smells very fragrant and tastes sweet."

"It's just a cup of rough tea. If you don't mind, drink two more cups." Zhao Xianzhi took the teacup in front of him and took a sip of tea. He usually liked to drink a cup of tea alone. Today, there was one more person to accompany him, and his mood was different.

He didn't have many friends here. Liu Baishu went to the border, and he didn't even have anyone to drink tea with. He felt very sorry. If he had not become the county magistrate of this small place, he would have wanted to go to the border with Liu Baishu and the others.

However, there are benefits to being idle here. Other people who want to come to this beautiful place have no chance, so he naturally wants to enjoy it.

After meeting Cao Xiangnan several times, Zhao Xianzhi began to like Cao Xiangnan's personality. When he talked to him, he found that this person was much more interesting than he seemed.

"Of course, of course, since you said so, I won't be polite." Cao Xiangnan's drinking tea is like a cow chewing a peony. No matter how good the tea is, it tastes the same in his mouth. However, when drinking tea with the county magistrate, he has to pretend to understand even if he doesn't understand, right?

Zhao Xianzhi saw the way the man drank tea, smiled in his heart, and held up the teacup to cover the faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

Since ancient times, people have believed that men should only have children at home, rather than wear official uniforms and black gauze hats to serve as officials. But he wanted to pass the imperial examination, wear a black gauze hat, and become a good official since he was a child.

Life has lost some things, but also gained some things that ordinary men can't see or touch. This person actually came to this world, so naturally he had to do something he liked, otherwise it would be a waste of his life, right?

"Shouldn't you tell me what you brought me?" After drinking a cup of tea, Zhao Xianzhi asked about what Cao Xiangnan brought him, with curiosity in his eyes.

"Oh, this is some drawings I brought for you today." Cao Xiangnan took the roll of paper next to him, which contained drawings he had drawn in his spare time, and handed it to Zhao Xianzhi, saying, "Here, take a look."

Before Liu Baishu left, he told him to come to Zhao Xianzhi, the county magistrate, if he had anything.

If he remembered correctly, Zhenmen Pass was guarded by the Li Family Army. When he was in Nanyang, he heard people talking about the Li Family Army in Zhenmen Pass. The fourth prince was born to Li Guijun, the elder brother of the Li family. When the elder brother left home, the young fourth prince was sent to Zhenmen Pass. He stayed there for more than ten years. He went to Fengdu City, which was recalled by the emperor a few years ago, and was named King of Wings and stayed in Fengdu.

If he guessed correctly, Liu Baishu and the others were all the King of Wings' men, and Liu Baishu's words were equivalent to telling him that Zhao Xianzhi was also a member of the King of Wings' faction.

And Zhao Xianzhi gave him the feeling that he was definitely more than just a county magistrate. But why did this person come to such a small place like Fenshui and ask the King of Wings? It was easier for him to do things with his own people, and he would get approval immediately when he came to the government office to do anything.

The last time he went to Fengdu, he was called by the King of Wings. He originally thought that Fang Ziye had concealed something very well, but it turned out that the King of Wings had already known about it. They were still foolishly thinking that they could keep it a secret, but they didn't know that the King of Wings had already known about Xiao Baoer's affairs. It's just that you want to act, and they will play along with you.

Fortunately, that old man had no intention of taking little Bao'er away from him, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to explain to Fang Ziye.

I haven't seen Fang Ziye for a long time, and I don't know how he is doing. Little Bao'er can now speak and call "Amu". He calls "Amu" all day long when chasing the evening breeze, and calls "Ada" when he sees him. When Cao Xiangnan thought about who he was taking advantage of, he felt a little guilty.

Since Zhao County Magistrate is one of his own, it would be bad to leave the person close to him unused, and seek the far one instead of the near one, right? Therefore, Cao Xiangnan thought about it and sent the finished drawings to Zhao Xianzhi, believing that he had his own way to do this better than him.

Cao Xiangnan also knew himself well. His little skills could only keep him from starving at best, and those who were willing to follow him would have a meal. As for greater skills, he definitely didn't have them. But just because he didn't have it doesn't mean that others don't have it, right? Then let those who are capable do it, and he should just do his own thing.

He believes that County Magistrate Zhao will do this well, and the master behind him will not let people down.

Zhao Xianzhi unfolded the drawing in his hand and looked at it. At first he didn't quite understand it, but later he gradually realized the meaning.

Cao Xiangnan stretched his head over to take a look, and then began to explain the things on the drawing. One of them was a waterwheel. They were close to the river, and the terrain was high on the top and low on the bottom. They could use the impulse of the water flow to turn the windmill and irrigate the fields.

In modern times, it is completely possible to use the impulse of the water flow to generate electricity, but he can forget about that for the time being.

The more he read and listened to the following drawings, the more serious the expression on Zhao Xianzhi's face became. In the end, the look he gave Cao Xiangnan became very subtle. Seeing the look in Zhao Xianling's eyes, Cao Xiangnan almost covered his chest and told him: Don't stare at me like that, I have a wife!

Then the two of them talked about the matter seriously.

"Don't worry, I will do what you said." When Cao Xiangnan left, it was Zhao Xianling who personally sent someone out and promised him in person.

"Okay, thank you for your help." Cao Xiangnan bowed and got on the carriage waiting at the door.

After everyone left, Zhao Xianzhi went back and immediately copied the drawing in his hand again, and asked someone to send the one sent by Cao Xiangnan to Nanyang, where someone would naturally send the things to Fengdu to King Yi.

When he returned home, the little kids at home smiled brightly when they saw their father coming back, and ran towards their father on their short legs. Before they even entered the door, they saw the little baby coming out to greet them so enthusiastically. Cao Xiangnan was so happy that he didn't know which way to go. He bent down and caught the child with both hands, kissed the child's face twice, and asked, "Are you happy to see your father back, little baby?" "Happy." The little baby nodded.

Cao Ruile raised his head and glanced there. He didn't think much about his father's return. He sat there with a paralyzed face thinking about life. Then his father kissed his little face. He endured for a long time before he reached out to wipe the kissed place. His eyes could not hide his disgust.

"Hey, hey, hey, little brat, I'm afraid you will say that I love Xiao Baoer but not you, otherwise who would want to kiss you!" Cao Xiangnan was looked at by this little look, and he stated the facts unwillingly.

Cao Ruile raised his hand and wiped the kissed place on his face very seriously.

"..." Cao Xiangnan, his father.

Xiao Baoer, who had been intimate with his father for a while, saw Lele, and rushed over to play with Lele, and his saliva was all over Lele's face. Cao Ruile's face was finally better after being covered with saliva.

When he came out, he saw his husband playing with two children. He called his husband and asked him to watch the children, and then he went to do his own thing. Cao Xiangnan asked his biological son to keep an eye on Xiaobao, and then he left his son to go find his wife.

"Stop making trouble!" Qi Wanfeng nudged his husband with his elbow, asking him to go away and not bother him, but this man was not so obedient. One day without seeing each other feels like three years, probably because of this, Cao Xiangnan hugged the person and rubbed him hard, and later he couldn't help but pressed the person and kissed him.

The person who was still resisting at first softened his waist and let the noisy husband do whatever he wanted.

Later, the child came home from school, and the meal was already on the table. The person who lowered his head had a little redness and swelling at the corners of his mouth. Cao Xiangnan served the children dinner, looked up at his wife, and was glared at. He grinned and wanted to comfort his wife, but the little radishes were all back, so he had to wait until tonight to comfort them properly.

After dinner, Qi Wanfeng talked to her husband about the store and asked for his advice.

Since the war between the court and Zinu, the business in the town has become increasingly difficult, which has directly affected the business in their store. The current situation is not good, and I am afraid that the business in the future will not be very good. This is also a problem. Cao Xiangnan

looked thoughtful, thinking about how to deal with this problem, and said, "Let me think about it again, I want to see how this matter is done."

"Okay, I will discuss it with Aning too." Qi Wanfeng said.

The sky is full of stars, hanging in the night sky, twinkling, and the old man said that tomorrow will be another big sun.