Back Off, Let Me Come

"Sir, if you don't mind, why don't you go to the humble residence for a rest first? The prayer book has been very busy recently, and I'm afraid I'll be disappointed if I come to visit you now." The young man suggested kindly, as if he was afraid that the other party would run away, and his warm and hospitable attitude annoyed the little boy of the Zhao family. The lady was secretly suspicious.

Do young scribes believe a single word?

What if the other person is lying?

Little did he know that the young man was not worried about this at all.

Who in Longwu dares to deceive the government?

"That's why I'm bothering you."

The young scribe nodded and accepted the invitation.

The young man smiled brightly and threw the unconscious man onto the horse's back with one hand. He held the reins and led the way with the two young ladies from the Zhao family.

Along the way, they did not forget to brag about the construction achievements of the government office in recent times, such as the large road extending from the city of the government office under their feet! This road can accommodate three carriages running in parallel. It not only connects to the official road, but will also be paved to the villages and towns surrounding the government office in the future.

It greatly facilitates people in villages and towns to travel, and also helps them sell their own specialties, exchange what they have, and save time and manpower.

The young scribe frowned slightly when he heard this.

"I'm afraid it's inappropriate to do such corvee work."

Whenever the government agencies need to carry out any projects, they will recruit corvee labor from the private sector, and every household will force people of appropriate age to participate in unpaid labor. Looking at the construction progress and scale of this avenue, it seems that the spring plowing and even the Shen Tang Ping Diao Long Dance started last year.

The people born from the common people are the main labor force of each family.

How can they take care of the farmland at home while they are doing corvee work?

On second thought, I felt conflicted.

This avenue was built flat and wide, making it smooth all the way, and the spring plowing in Longwu was also completed very well without any delay.

The young lady of the Zhao family whispered: "It's not a corvee."

The young man who was about to explain looked at her in surprise.

"How did Xiao Lang know?"

The young scribe also looked at her: "Isn't it a corvee?"

The young lady of the Zhao family coughed slightly: "It's... my family said it. There is also a relative in the family who went to Heyin to do business. When he came back, he told him that there were few corvees in Heyin, and even if there were, they would pay the common people the same amount of money and food. Some of them took a long time. Most of the heavy physical work is done by the warriors under Lord Shen’s account, and the rest of the lighter work is done by the common people so as not to delay the farm work of each family."

It can even supplement household income and improve life.

Work such as land reclamation is done directly by brave warriors. If there are not enough farm tools for spring plowing, warriors will be sent to do it. Warriors are brave enough to do anything. The young lady of the Zhao family guessed what the plan was when she saw that the spring plowing in Longwu County was not delayed.

There is also my father’s hard work here!

In fact, when she first heard about this, she was a little unhappy.

My father is a general who is good at fighting!

How to do the muddy work in the fields?

My father didn't think so, and even told her with a smile that the past two years were rare peaceful days in his life: "Is killing on the battlefield more noble than farming on the farm? The former relies on killing to support his family, while the latter relies on farming to feed his family. "

Zhao Feng sat and squeezed his sore feet: [Whether it is a general or an old farmer, which one is not making a living? 】

He raised his finger again and pointed at his house, which could be regarded as a mansion: [There is a saying that 'if you don't touch mud with your fingers, you will live in a mansion with scales'. Is this correct? You can take it for granted, but you can't think that it's wrong for your father to work in the fields. 】

[My father is not so noble. 】

Zhao Feng knew that his daughter felt sorry for him.

I feel more and more warm about this little cotton-padded jacket.

The young lady of the Zhao family didn't understand it at first, but her father has always been a hero in her heart, and she would remember whatever he said. After running away from home for a while, I saw a lot of chaotic scenes along the way, and I can vaguely understand my father's mood when he said those words...

The young scribe was shocked.

He looked to the young man for confirmation.

The young man nodded and said with a smile: "That's true. I feel sorry for the difficulty of governing the people, and I'm afraid that delaying farming will make it difficult for the people to eat in the coming year, so I took this policy. Fortunately, several generals are understanding. The people under my rule are all grateful..."

Her expression is full of——

[Look, my lord is hot—so good! 】

Young scribes are quite receptive.

I felt a little pity in my heart.

What's a pity?

It's a pity that Qi Yuanliang's lords all had short lives!

This unconventional Mr. Shen was indeed kind and loving to the people. He did not hesitate to bear the blame of outside warriors but also protected the common people. However, he was targeted by Qi Yuanliang. In a few words, the young man had thrown the captured man to his colleagues who came to rescue him.

She placed her order in advance today.

The young man is the daughter of the former Luxia County Sheriff.

Last year, Luxia County was robbed, and both her father and brother were killed in the battle. She was the only orphan left in the family and her brother's infant son, her nephew. Their aunt and nephew were entrusted to Shen Tang. After careful consideration, she chose to follow, but she unexpectedly found a way out.

Now training in the military camp, her nephew is taken care of by her old housekeeper, wet nurse, and maid. The "family of five" relies on her salary, the assets she brought out, and the additional money allocated by Shen Tang. The house is simple and fully equipped.

The wet nurse opened the door with her nephew in her arms.

"Mother...ah, Lang Jun is back..."

The nanny originally wanted to call her "Lady", but when she saw two unfamiliar faces behind her, she suddenly changed the title to "Mr." The little nephew also opened his arms enthusiastically and wanted to be hugged by her. Who could refuse the invitation of a fat, white human cub?

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and it's a little heavy." She weighed her nephew with satisfaction, and then returned the child to the nanny, "Does the east kitchen have good wine and good food? If not, let Uncle De make a trip. Today, a distinguished guest is coming. , I need a good reception. Sir, please come in."

The former government office was robbed and most of the buildings were destroyed. Now these houses were re-planned and built later.

Neat and uniform, it makes people feel comfortable.

The two were arranged to stay in two guest rooms.

The conditions at home were simple, but they did not make the two young people feel neglected at all. Uncle De and the others even entertained them with great effort, which made the thin-skinned young lady from the Zhao family feel a little embarrassed.

On the second day, the boy got up early to warm up with the hammer dance in the courtyard.

Then go to the military camp outside the city to order Mao.

I came back not long after and brought breakfast.

As soon as I came back, I happened to see the young lady of the Zhao family dancing in a crudely built martial arts arena. She stopped and admired it until she stopped. She applauded: "What a great marksmanship, I've never seen it before. Is this what Xiaolang learned from him?"

The young lady from the Zhao family wiped her sweat.

Panting slightly, he said: "It's not really..."

It was taught by her father's generals.

"You haven't eaten the morning meal yet? I brought some from outside. Where is sir? Why don't you see anyone so early in the morning?" The young man didn't know enough to ask.

The young lady from the Zhao family curled her lips: "She must be lying in bed."

Unlike her who dances after hearing the chicken, that gentleman is very lazy and always has to be urged three times before he is willing to get up. During these days together, she had to wait for him until the sun rose. After simply finishing the morning meal, the young scribe came over rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"I just went to the official office to inquire. They said that I will return home in the afternoon after praying to the Lord. Why don't you two go to Ruyao with me?"

Take a look at Ruyao’s development potential!

When the time comes to see my lord again, he will definitely be impressed!

"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders. I'm sorry."

The city of Ruyao, based on the re-planned distribution of the ruins, gave the young scribes the first impression that it was spacious, clean and simple, but there was vitality in the depression. Scattered shops can sometimes be seen on the streets and alleys.

The young man took them to visit the most well-constructed part. When they were tired, they chose a restaurant with a good reputation for cooking. Just as she was about to inquire about their taste, she saw the young scribe's eyes falling into the distance at some unknown moment, and she followed her gaze.

A familiar scribe, with a cat crouching cheek to cheek on his shoulder, was stopping in front of a dry goods stall.

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It's not good to take the master out to buy rations in such a busy schedule. Have you noticed the cold eyes behind him?