In early winter, Han Zeyu was still studying the tent in the yard. Although Su Shien had taught him a lesson several times, he still refused to change his bad habits.
Su Shien was helpless: "Don't you feel cold?"
Han Zeyu was very excited: "How can a mere cold wind extinguish the passion in my heart? Don't worry about me. Researchers like us are the most patient in enduring loneliness."
Well, Su Shien could conclude that what Yu Ge'er was researching must not be something serious.
Even if something is decent, its use is not decent.
Han Zeyu was not convinced. This person always looked at him with tinted glasses. He was an innocent and pure young man. Didn't he have any face?
Yu Ge'er was very angry and the consequences were serious.
The next day, when Su Shien returned home from the academy, she saw a piece of paper bigger than her face. On it were nine large characters: "Going back to my parents' home, don't disturb me, I have no idea when I'll be back!"
Su Shien sighed helplessly. What a good trick of "taking advantage of the situation". You are worthy of it.
Since we are about to go to Beijing, Yu Ge'er wants to stay in his hometown for a while longer, so let him do as he wishes!
Han Zeyu was quite familiar with his master, so he asked him to help him coordinate. He wanted to see what the current marching tents looked like.
This was not a military secret. A cart of meat and vegetables was sent as a reward to the troops. With the help of a legal advisor, the two of them entered the headquarters of the Hundred Households Squadron smoothly.
The location of the Hundred Households Office is at the junction of two counties, and the configuration of 120 people has to take into account the city defense work of the two county towns.
This treatment is already good. Some remote small counties don’t even have soldiers stationed there. The county’s yamen runners and militia are considered their armed forces.
Don't underestimate the power of this truckload of meat and vegetables. Military pay is rarely distributed on time, and it is even more difficult to receive the full amount.
A centurion of the sixth rank was worse off than a county magistrate, and the treatment of a military officer was indeed quite miserable.
When he heard about it, he wanted to see the tent, and the captain didn't stop him. There was nothing special about it, so he could see it if he wanted to!
This pretty boy who has too much money to spend, I wish he could come more often. By the way, how come the vegetables on his farm are so good?
The master stayed to talk to the centurion, and a small flagman took Han Zeyu on a tour and explained things to him while he was there.
Their tents are made of cloth curtains, and in order to prevent rain and moisture, the surface of the cloth curtains is coated with tung oil.
Xiaoqi said enviously, "The military tents of the northern nomadic peoples are mostly made of large cowhide leather. They are not only sturdy and durable, but also provide good warmth."
This is inevitable, as nomadic people have large numbers of cattle, horses, and sheep, and the thing they have the most is animal fur.
The cowhide here is used to make armor, and they won't let you use it to make tents.
Han Zeyu thought about the output of his farm. Pig skin was undoubtedly the easiest to collect. But the thought of living in a pig skin tent...
No, no, he thought the curtain was also good, beautiful and light.
Han Zeyu used a pencil to draw the structure of the tent. Xiaoqi knew that this thing was called charcoal pencil and many scholars knew how to use it.
Xiaoqi suddenly remembered something and asked Han Dongjia.
Xiaoqi often patrols the city. He has seen Han Zeyu and knows that he is the owner of Han Ji Restaurant.
Han Zeyu closed the notebook and listened to Xiaoqi describe a person's appearance to him.
"Dark skin", "tall", and "silly", these three key words put together, you can easily guess who he is asking about.
Will this naughty kid get into trouble?
Han Zeyu asked tentatively, "What do you want from him?"
Xiaoqi organized his words and said that he once encountered an unreasonable old lady, and Tiezhu stepped forward to help him out.
Han Zeyu was not too surprised. After all, with Tiezhu's temper, he did not give any preferential treatment to the old, weak and sick.
He is a weapon of mass destruction that attacks indiscriminately. If he gets crazy, he will even attack him and Su Shien.
What made him curious was why Tiezhu helped Xiaoqi, as that boy didn't seem to be a very righteous person.
Xiaoqi remembered Tiezhu saying that he thought people in armor looked more pleasing to the eye.
After helping him, he also gave him two bundles of leeks out of his own pocket, saying that they would help him replenish his body.
Han Zeyu was silent for a moment. Two bundles of leeks cost four cents, which was indeed a huge expense for Tiezhu. It seemed that he really liked being a soldier.
He is big and strong and doesn't need any protection at all, so why does he like soldiers?
This is a suspicious point, which can be regarded as a clue, and he needs to write it down.
After the tour, Han Zeyu saw Xiaoqi still following him, so he asked him, "Is there anything else?"
Xiaoqi scratched his head and said awkwardly, "Nothing, I just haven't seen him for a long time, so I just asked casually."
Han Zeyu looked at the man a few times and felt uneasy.
Without any warning, Han Zeyu suddenly took out a silver ingot and wanted to give it to Xiaoqi.
"Take this, don't think it's too little, just tell me what you want to say."
Xiaoqi quickly refused, he couldn't take this money.
"Please don't be like that. I can't accept it. I didn't mean to do that. It's just that some time ago someone was asking around outside the city gate with a portrait. I think it looks a bit like that black boy, and I'm worried he might get into trouble."
Oh~ So that's what happened. Han Zeyu followed his heart and took the silver back.
In recognition of his contribution to providing the information, he sent another cart of vegetables.
Han Zeyu's efficiency is unquestionable. In return for his kindness, the Hundred Households Office promised to pay more attention to Han's restaurants during patrols.
"Auntie, I've paid protection money to our store. If anyone dares to cause trouble in the future, just call the patrolling guards.
"Guards? Will calling them help?"
"It works, don't worry, we have connections in the Hundred Households Office!"
"Oh! Our brother Yu is really amazing."
"Isn't it great? Hey, auntie, I'm craving pork elbows."
"no problem!"
Xiaoqi, who was changing shifts with his colleagues, sneezed, rubbed his nose, and told his brothers to go back and eat quickly, as there would be meat soup today.
Rub your hands and stamp your feet. The temperature is getting lower and lower as night falls.
A-choo...
Han Zeyu went back to the village for a walk, inspected the work, and then went to Huimin Hall to visit his eldest nephew, carrying the newly dug medicinal herbs.
The little fat boy can already run around on the ground. When the weather gets cold, he is dressed like a ball. When he sees Han Zeyu, he still doesn't dare to act rashly and lets his aunt hold him and play with him obediently.
Su Shinian is now content with having a son. Looking at the little boy every day makes him feel much more cheerful.
She knew what Yu Ge'er wanted to hear, so she told him some things about the Su Mansion.
Ever since two juren appeared in his family, Su Wanli has become a little arrogant.
After Aunt Bai's son turned three, he asked a teacher to give him education, and it is said that he also wanted Aunt Chen's son to attend as an audience.
What can a one-year-old baby understand?
As for how Su Shinian knew so much, it was of course because Su Wanli did not even let his grandson go and actually wanted her to take the child over.
Su Shinian decisively rejected her. This was the first time in her life that she was so tough just to protect her child.
I have to say, the feeling after the resistance is pretty good.
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