Fang Heng did not show up until Zhu Zhi left with the illegitimate son of the Fang family.
He simply wore a straw hat and coldly stared at the two people from the corner, as if he could see Fengjing's smug uncle and aunt through them.
"Sooner or later."
Whether it's the Fang family or Zhu Zhi, this score must be settled.
At the entrance of Xiyang County, on the occasion of parting.
The prefect of Anshui County instructed the children, "A new magistrate will be appointed in Xiyang County in a few days. I cannot guarantee that he will love the people like his own children, but if anything goes wrong, just come to the prefectural city to file a complaint."
Jiang Sheng craned his neck and asked, "Your Excellency, will you still give him fifty lashes this time?"
The Prefect of Anshui couldn't help but chuckle, "I won't fight anymore. The scholar has filed a complaint, so I won't fight."
The scene when Magistrate Pang was sent off was even more chaotic. This kind-hearted old magistrate always remembered Zheng Ruqian's words and would often give him a few pointers: "You must have the world in your heart and not harm others without benefiting yourself."
Zheng Ruqian was a sarcastic person. Even though he had already agreed, after Magistrate Pang got into the carriage, he added, "It's better to harm others than to benefit oneself."
The enraged magistrate almost jumped off his speeding carriage to beat him.
Finally, everything returned to peace.
The six siblings stood on a small hillside outside Xiyang County, looking at the colorful clouds on the horizon, and suddenly realized that summer had arrived.
If they were a group of disheveled children last year, they have now, after experiencing wave after wave of difficulties, begun to show signs of adulthood.
Xu Mo possessed a refined and elegant demeanor, dressed in a long robe, exuding a scholarly air, as if he had stepped out of a painting.
Zheng Ruqian is tall and strong, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a square mouth and a wide nose. His face blends the qualities of integrity and shrewdness, yet it doesn't look out of place.
Fang Heng's brows were resolute, and his lips were slightly pursed. His former fear of the darkness and his dread of the Fang family had been shattered by one event after another.
Wen Zhiyun smiled. Dealing with Zhu Zhi made him realize the power of drugs. He used to be timid because of his weak body, but now he seemed to have found a powerful way.
Chang Yan remained silent, his right hand resting on his left, gently tapping his fingers together. His dark pupils seemed to pierce through space and reach Fengjing.
Even Jiang Sheng has grown quite a bit taller. She was wearing a newly bought light-colored dress and obediently covering her stomach.
With a "gurgle" sound, the older brothers were all startled.
Jiang Sheng blushed and whispered, "I'm hungry... I'm hungry."
Xu Mo chuckled, "Let's go home for dinner."
"Let's go home for dinner."
Six children, quite a commotion.
Fortunately, Pang Dashan was already waiting there with a donkey cart. The group sat down in order, whipped the donkey, and headed home.
Shortly after they left, two men who looked like servants quietly came out.
"Really? It doesn't look like it to me," a servant asked.
"They look a little alike, but he's grown quite a bit taller. I can't be sure," another servant shook his head.
"We should go back and tell the madam first. How can the eldest daughter's legitimate son be left to wander outside?" the first servant said.
The two exchanged a reassuring glance, retrieved the carriage from the woods, and headed straight for Anshui County.
In the small courtyard.
Xu Mo rolled up his long robe sleeves and started stirring the large iron pot, sweat beading on his forehead.
"Big brother, wipe your sweat." Jiang Sheng obediently stood on tiptoe.
Zheng Ruqian, who was sitting not far away eating sunflower seeds, spat out a mouthful of sunflower seed shells, shook his head and sighed, "My brother is so refined and elegant outside, but when he comes home, he has to cook for us, sweating profusely. It's such a waste."
"Then you go?" Fang Heng glanced at him.
Zheng Ruqian quickly shut up.
It wasn't that they were unwilling to work, but the food they made... was not even as good as Jiang Sheng's vegetable porridge.
Everyone has their own ambitions.
Zheng Ruqian understood that since he couldn't cook, he could earn more money and hire more cooks in the future.
So, during the meal...
Zheng Ruqian proposed to hand over the task of collecting vegetables from Yunshui County to the Pangdashan brothers, while he himself would go to the prefectural city to discuss cooperation with Youranju in Anshui County.
"You're going by yourself?" Jiang Sheng asked in surprise, biting into a piece of chicken leg. "Second Brother, I'm worried about you."
There's nothing we can do about it; the prefectural city is the Wang family's territory, and also the third son's forbidden area.
Zheng Ruqian dared not ask Fang Heng to accompany him.
“We can’t just hand over the business in Yunshui County like this,” Xu Mo also reminded. “Although Brother Pang Dashan is an acquaintance, when it comes to profit, friendship comes second.”
Zheng Ruqian clicked his tongue. He had indeed worried about this matter, but there was nothing he could do. If he wanted to expand his business, he would inevitably need helpers, and Pang Dashan was the best candidate.
"Perhaps, Second Brother could consider signing a contract," Changyan said softly.
Everyone who was eating looked over.
"You mean, slave contracts?" Fang Heng raised an eyebrow. "That's not a good idea."
“And the work contracts,” Chang Yan said with a smile. “Otherwise, how would the landlord’s long-term and short-term laborers get their jobs?”
Zheng Ruqian stared wide-eyed, his large eyes beneath his thick eyebrows frozen in place.
After a long while, he finally came to his senses, "I...I've been promoted to landlord?"
A landlord of the same caliber as the wealthy Niu who sets off fireworks in town?
Xu Mo pursed his lips, unable to suppress a smile.
Jiang Sheng put down her chopsticks and rummaged through the silver notes in her small purse.
Yes, after the Fang family gave her one hundred taels of silver notes, Xiao Jiang Sheng realized that she didn't need to carry several kilograms of silver all the time. It was really tiring. So she decisively exchanged all the silver for silver notes.
Upon counting, the family had a total of two hundred and twenty taels of savings.
Considering that the average person in Xieyang County could only earn a maximum of two taels of silver a year, this was indeed considered a modest fortune.
Zheng Ruqian excitedly waved his hands and shouted, "Sign! We must sign!"
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