After waiting and waiting, autumn was almost here and Tiezhu's compensation finally arrived.
In order to keep Tiezhu's background secret, Tie Dongming did not show up and left everything to Uncle Zhong.
After Tie Dongrui was transferred, he bought some properties. Although not much, they were all under his wife's name.
After the two passed away, Tie Dongming took over. However, he was not good at managing the property, so he rented it out.
The rent for the past ten years was more than four thousand taels, and my uncle paid out of his own pocket to make it a whole.
Tiezhu was holding the wooden box in a daze. There were many pieces of paper in it. Uncle Zhong said that none of them were very valuable, so he asked him to keep them for now.
These properties were acquired during his tenure, and no one from the Tie family or the Xu family knew about it, so Tie Dongming decided to give this part of the assets to Tie Zhu first.
House deeds, land deeds, indentures, and five silver notes with a face value of one thousand taels each.
Han Zeyu watched eagerly, tears of envy streaming down his face.
Why doesn’t he have a wealthy second uncle?
Old Han’s second uncle seems to be his father, but never mind, he is not destined to get rich quickly.
Xiao Hei was patrolling his territory in the yard, circling around a skinny yellow horse.
"Hey, Lao Deng! When you come to my territory, you have to coil up like a dragon and lie down like a tiger. You'd better know your place."
The yellow horse glanced at the provocative black horse and snorted in disdain.
"Why are you so arrogant? I was there when I was twelve, but you might not be there."
Curse it to be short-lived? Xiao Hei was filled with rage, his courage was filled with evil, and he opened his mouth to bite.
Even though the yellow horse was already twelve years old, it was still as fierce as ever and immediately fought back.
"Lightning, shut up!"
Watching the two horses biting, colliding, and kicking each other, the battle was extremely tense.
Han Zeyu watched the excitement for a while, and seeing horse hair flying in the yard, Han Zeyu frowned.
Then I heard Uncle Zhong call the yellow horse Lightning.
Han Zeyu acted decisively, slapping each horse in the face, and both became obedient.
Xiao Hei was experienced and had a strong ability to withstand blows. He retreated to the corner of the wall and did not dare to show his teeth to Han Zeyu. He could only be furious at the yellow horse.
The yellow horse was stunned. It was the mighty war horse Houyi, who could travel 800 miles a day and had never been beaten in all these years. Who was this pretty boy?
Han Zeyu saw that this guy was still not convinced, and thought that he would have to make a living at home in the future, so he reluctantly tried to educate him again.
The scene was so brutal that it was unbearable to watch.
Xiao Hei was spinning around excitedly. It was great that there was finally a horse that could understand his sadness.
"Submit, Lao Deng! Otherwise, that cruel human will make you know what it means to face obstacles at every step and what it means to be unable to move forward. And his terrifying aura will definitely scare you to death."
The yellow horse shook his head, his face hurt and his head was buzzing.
"Old Huang, this is your new name. You can't be called Lightning anymore. It's against my will."
Uncle Zhong took a deep breath. It took a whole year to tame Lightning. They treated him well with delicious food and drink, and only then did this white-eyed horse show some good attitude.
Where's your pride? Where's your integrity? Where's your unwavering character? Where's your unyielding spirit? Have they all been thrown to the dogs?
Comrade Lao Huang's eyes were evasive and he lowered his noble head temporarily.
Uncle Zhong sighed helplessly, "Old Huang followed Tiezhu when he was little, so maybe he doesn't remember it."
"In order to meet wartime needs, many war horses were castrated and turned into geldings. Geldings have more stable personalities and are easier to control."
"Old Huang's parents only gave birth to this one child, and then..."
Han Zeyu quickly stopped him: "Uncle Zhong, don't say these things in front of the children. It's so hurtful to the horse!"
Uncle Zhong...now you're pretending to be a good guy.
"I understand. I'll be gentler next time. I usually conquer horses with virtue and influence them with my sincerity. Believe me, this was just an accident."
Uncle Zhong nodded and said, "I believe whatever you say."
Tie Zhu scratched his head and said uncertainly, "Master, why does it feel like Uncle Zhong's back is a little hunched?"
Han Zeyu was full of confidence: "Don't talk nonsense, Uncle Zhong has an upright figure and is a very energetic old man! It won't be a problem for him to start a twilight romance."
Tiezhu turned around stiffly and said, "Master, you are a little too scary."
After a busy day, Su Shien was drafted as soon as he returned home.
Tiezhu gave the wooden box to Han Zeyu, asked him to keep it, and said that he trusted him.
Han Zeyu's eyes were filled with tears, and he thought to himself, "Don't believe me, I don't even believe myself."
How could this be considered a box of property? This was challenging his already limited moral bottom line.
While counting the deeds and registering them, Su Shien sighed that Tiezhu had a good second uncle.
Why did his Su family...
Forget it. In order to fight for the family property, Su Wanli had even gone to the point of not recognizing any relatives.
The Su family had few relatives, and he had offended them all.
"When will Tiezhu report to the Dali Temple?"
"the day after tomorrow."
"Can he do it?"
"no problem!"
Su Shien sighed. If Tiezhu were an ordinary farmer, he would definitely have no problem getting married and having children, and he could even live a good life.
After all, he is tall and strong, and others dare not provoke him easily. Plus, he is good at working, so his life will definitely be good.
But Tiezhu is now going to be an official, and not to the army, but to the Dali Temple.
Tiezhu gave up martial arts and turned to literature. Can you believe this?
It’s not that Tie Dongming is unreliable, but these two people in his family really dare to ask for it.
Tiezhu didn't understand anything and just followed Yuger's instructions.
Low-level military positions are the easiest to arrange. There are obviously more than a dozen positions, but Han Zeyu chose the ninth-rank clerk who was just to make up the numbers.
Tiezhu asked, how high is this official rank?
Han Zeyu gave an affirmative answer, saying that he was on the same level as Zheng Yi's father.
Tiezhu was immediately stunned by her beauty and immediately ran to show off to Zhao Xun.
"Xiao Zhao~ My brother has become an official. From now on, I will be just like Zheng Yi's father!"
Zhao Xun...
The "Three Law Departments" of this dynasty include the Ministry of Justice, which is in charge of the national criminal law policies.
The Censorate was responsible for supervising and impeaching all officials.
The Dali Temple is responsible for reviewing cases and retrying death penalty cases and difficult cases transferred from the Ministry of Justice.
This is the ancient version of the Supreme People's Procuratorate, so grand and majestic.
Su Shien was puzzled. Why did it have to be the Dali Temple?
Han Zeyu said mysteriously, "Because I have acquaintances in the Dali Temple."
Su Shien became excited and asked, "Tell me quickly, which unlucky guy is being targeted by you?"
The one Han Zeyu targeted was the ungrateful Zhou Yi.
He held the sinecure of General Wujie, and his main job was to serve as the chief minister of the Dali Temple.
Su Shien was speechless. Zhou Yi seemed to be a sucker. Yu Ge'er was specifically targeting him!
Han Zeyu argued confidently: "Let's not talk about Tie Dongming's relationship with him. Just talking about him and his son Zhou Zijun, I rescued them both."
Su Shien complained in his heart, how much money did you receive from others, but you didn't say a word!
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