As soon as the laughter died down, Gou Chengxuan said: "Mr. Hao, it's too hard to live here, it's dirty and smelly. [No pop-up novel website] It's not easy for us to come here to negotiate. Why don't I tell the master that we can do some renovations outside?" Please sir, please live in a house..."
Hao Yuan shook his head and said: "Don't think it's dirty and smelly here. People's hearts are much cleaner than elsewhere. I'm like a fish in water here, and I'm as at ease as a mountain."
"Mr. Hao lives here, won't Paijia and the servants come and make noise?"
"Haha, it's okay. No one is so blind. The old lady in Baozheng here was very sick and was about to die. It was me who saved her life by helping her get some medicine. He wanted to kowtow to me and become brothers. As for Pai Jia, he is too lazy to do this. I feel uncomfortable looking at the stinky mud pond. People who are 'doing business' in the yamen don't even dare to come here - there are death pits in the mass graves at the back and the Qiantang River in front. If I knock them down and throw them in, Qingtian will never be able to find them again. Arrive. Besides, what kind of blackmail can be gained by coming here?"
"Mr. Hao is really hiding in the city." Gou Chengxuan flattered him in a nondescript manner.
"I'm a hermit, just an ordinary mechanic. I happen to know a few words, so I'm not blind, and I've read a few books, so I can see things clearly." Hao Yuan smiled faintly, "I just can't read. Mr. Zhao is used to manipulating people by treating poor people like dirt and turning his hands into clouds and rain. We must teach them a lesson."
Gou Chengxuan and Cao Guangjiu laughed a few times and did not dare to say anything. Hao Yuan seemed to be born with a strong demeanor, which made them two "bachelors" in awe.
"My boss wants to know: When will Mr. Hao plan to show Mr. Zhao a good look?" Gou Chengxuan asked.
"Now let's ruin Mr. Zhao's reputation first." Hao Yuan's smile disappeared briefly and he pointed at the table with his finger. "In less than half a month, it will be the Hungry Ghost Festival in July and a half. July and a half is the Ghost Festival. We have to worship our ancestors, but also the ghosts. There have been disasters in the past few years. The ghosts in hell. There are too many, just let Mr. Zhao give some blood to calm down the anger of his resentful souls."
Hao Yuan continued: "July and a half is an interesting day. It is the Ghost Festival of the Ghost Festival. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva appears, the gates of hell are opened, and all the ghosts are released. We put out lanterns on the river and use flames. We also give ghosts to the ghosts. The ghost is here to seek justice! If you want to put out river lanterns, let them be big. Make a hundred thousand river lanterns and float them directly to the pier of Phoenix Villa. Then build a dojo at the entrance of the villa and put on a big show. The mouth of the flames. The living and the dead, those who have a grudge will complain, and those who have a grudge will take revenge."
"Dojo? Who is willing to build this dojo? This is the gate of Phoenix Villa. He is now considered a well-known gentry in the provincial capital. Most monks would not dare to do it."
"As long as you spend money. Are you afraid that you can't find a monk who is willing to do it? At worst, you can find a wild monk to do it!" Gou Chengxuan slapped his thigh.
"Haha, ordinary monks don't dare. Of course there are extraordinary monks." Hao Yuan was confident, "Why do you need to find a wild monk? If you want to find one, you have to find a famous and virtuous monk. Only in this way can Mr. Zhao show the anger of both humans and gods. - Mr. Zhao Isn’t it fun to walk across the crossroads? Do you still remember last year’s lesson plan?”
Gou Chengxuan and Cao Guangjiu nodded in unison. This Hao Yuan thought so deeply! Although the teaching case has been settled, the hostility of the person involved towards the Christian religion has not been resolved. Although Zhao Yingong did not openly teach. However, it was common knowledge that he often visited churches and had close friendships with the Christian gentry. Just direct it properly. The monks' hatred of the Cross was easily transferred to Zhao Yingong.
"Mr. Hao, you really have a plan..." Cao Guangjiu complimented from the bottom of his heart.
"An enemy's enemy is a friend." Hao Yuan said, "If they are willing to come forward, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds? I'm afraid Zhang Guangtian would still be grateful to us."
He added that the collusion between Zhao Yingong and the cross-religious foreign monks should be specifically mentioned in the unveiling post, implying that there were people practicing "Western sorcery" in Fenghuang Villa.
"I should specifically mention that he colluded with foreign monks and played with Western evil methods - that's why there are so many new gadgets. Don't forget that many of the things he sells are Australian products! Who can tell the origin of Australian products? Also. All the people in this city should be warned."
"High, really high!" Gou Chengxuan was originally filled with hatred for the Kun thief, so hearing him mention it like this was exactly what he wanted, "It's not like I'm a talkative brother, but I see Master Zhao as a genuine Kun thief! "
"Haha, it doesn't matter whether he is a thief or not." Hao Yuan smiled faintly, "As long as the reputation of the so-called Australians is ruined, it will not be so easy for them to deceive the people with their trick of being both a ghost and a doctor in the future. We must let the common people see their true colors clearly! Otherwise, if Zhao Yingong is driven away, Liu Yingong and Wang Yingong will come."
Gou Chengxuan and Cao Guangjiu seemed to understand, but they didn't ask any more questions. One is originally full of hatred for the thief, and the other is doing things for money and has no interest in other things.
Hao Yuan added: "But don't blame the Fengjiao Jin gentry in the post. What we have to deal with is Zhao Yingong. Don't add enemies casually."
"Okay, let's do it like this!" Gou Chengxuan exclaimed, "I'll send someone to do it after I go back and report it to my boss!"
Cao Guangjiu also said that he would prepare enough manpower to distribute exposure posts, spread rumors, and incite people to cause trouble when the time comes.
"Where is Wanbi Bookstore?" Gou Chengxuan suddenly thought about it.
"Wanbi Bookstore is in the city. Let alone thousands of people gather together, even if there are two to three hundred people walking in the street together, the yamen will be tense, and someone will come out to suppress the situation soon." Cao Guangjiu is old for doing this kind of thing, Know the difference between the city and the outside. Thousands and hundreds of people were fighting outside the city, and the local officials had to finish the fighting before they came out to deal with it.
Hao Yuan said: "Old Cao is right, we can't bring shame on the government too much by doing this. There is too much noise in the city. There will be nothing after leaving the city gate. Besides, Zhao Yingong's two strongholds in Hangzhou, Phoenix Villa It's the core. If this place is abolished, he won't be able to breathe for at least half a year. During this gap, we will slowly deal with him."
Now we talked about some details of the specific arrangements. Since it is only the sixth month of the lunar calendar, there is still one month to go.
Cao Guangjiu and Gou Chengxuan didn't have sex until midnight before they were quietly escorted out of here - there was no place to live here, and they couldn't live there even with them.
After seeing these two people off, Hao Yuan stretched his waist and sat on the bed. He didn't want to sleep at all, his eyes were bright and he seemed to be thinking about something.
At this moment, a corner of the straw curtain was carefully opened, revealing a child with a clean shaven head, about eleven or twelve years old, holding a large torn bowl with a few pieces in it. Hot multigrain cake.
"Uncle Hao, you've been busy until midnight again. It's my mother's fault. She said I would bring you a midnight snack."
"Your family is not well-off. This cake is for your father to bring when he goes out to do business tomorrow. I'll eat it. What will your father eat tomorrow? Take it back - I'm not hungry."
"There are still cakes, it's not a rare thing - not many people can eat inside." The child laughed, with a bit of bright eyes and good eyesight, coupled with the slender face and pointed chin - it turned out to be a girl . She is really good-looking, but her face is gray and her cheeks are sunken.
"It's not food for people, so it can't be full." Hao Yuan smiled slightly, "Uncle Hao can eat enough by himself, and he doesn't have to work tomorrow. You'd better take it back. Food is so expensive now, you My parents are not in good health, so it would be good to eat more."
"You saved my father's life and mine - if it weren't for you, I would have been sold as a girl. You won't even eat a piece of grain cake, because you want to make us feel miserable for the rest of our lives." the girl said.
"I don't save people for the sake of reward." Hao Yuan smiled.
"I know, you are doing good deeds and accumulating virtue." The girl said, "You want to repay the favor and come to us?" She said, putting the grain cake into Hao Yuan's hand, "Eat it, eat it. Eat it, Our hearts are at ease. That's all our family can do - I want to cook you a bowl of lotus root starch dumplings, but I can't." She sighed as she spoke.
Hao Yuan had no choice but to take a bite. The multigrain cake was dark and sticky. It was said to be multigrain. It was mainly rice bran, mixed with some bean dregs and other grains. It's not so rough that it's hard to chew and swallow, and it also has an indescribable musty sour taste.
But even with this thing, not every household in Nanxiawa can use it to fill their stomachs. The little girl’s father is a small business owner, specializing in snacks such as lotus root starch dumplings and red bean paste. He can still make ends meet.
The little girl clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Uncle Hao, you are indeed not from a poor family. If we want to eat this food, we will finish it in three bites."
Hao Yuan patted her bald head: "If I were rich, could I live here?"
"Maybe your family used to be rich."
Hao Yuan laughed: "In the past..." His smile became deep and confused.
"I was right." The girl clapped her hands. In fact, "Mr. Hao" may be the son of a wealthy family. It is the "consensus" of the residents of Nanxiawa that he ended up here after being ruined. However, no one has ever said this in front of him - everyone thinks it belongs to "Mr. Hao". Sad things.
"I was not from a rich family before." Hao Yuan came back to his senses and concealed his smile, "It's not good for a girl like you to stay here for a long time in the middle of the night. Go back quickly."
"Which brand name am I?" the little girl laughed. "Is there anyone here who cares about this? Maybe one day I will be taken out and sold. If it weren't for Uncle Hao's help last time, I wouldn't know it now. Which house did you suffer in? If you don’t protect yourself, you’ll be beaten to death.”
Hao Yuan took another bite of the multigrain cake and said, "What's there to say? I just have a few dollars. Without that few dollars, what's the use of my good intentions?"
"So it's my luck - Uncle Hao, you are my lucky star, no, you are our lucky star in Nanxiawa..." (To be continued...)
