When Han Zhen walked to the backyard, An Niang glanced at Han Zhang and saw that she was staring at Han Zhen's back. She couldn't help but joked: "Why doesn't Run Niang help Erlang wash up?"
"ah!"
Mrs. Han Zhang let out a soft cry, and a bright blush suddenly appeared on her pretty face.
An Niang's words made her feel guilty for a while.
Because in the past few days, under Han Zhen's gentle caress, the two of them often bathed together.
For a moment, I was ashamed and frightened, and he hesitated and said: "Don't... don't talk nonsense. There is no reason for a sister-in-law to help her brother-in-law wash up."
An Niang suppressed her laughter and deliberately said aggressively: "If you don't go, I will go."
"You...you can go if you want. Why are you saying such weird things?"
Mrs. Han Zhang tilted her head, trying to hide the panic in her heart.
"Then I'll go."
An Niang made a move to leave.
Seeing this, Mrs. Han Zhang suddenly felt sour in her heart and felt a sense of grievance in her eyes.
After all, she is Erlang's sister-in-law, and her name is not justified.
After a moment, she raised her head and saw that An Niang had not gone far, and a pair of peach blossom eyes was looking at her teasingly.
Mrs. Han Zhang was panicked and asked hurriedly: "Why didn't you go?"
"You."
An Niang sighed slightly and said earnestly: "This soft and waxy temperament really needs to be changed. If Erlang has another woman in the future, he may not be able to bully you."
"I...I don't know what you are talking about."
Seeing that she was still being stubborn, An Niang said angrily: "Just pretend to be stupid, you will suffer the consequences in the future."
Mrs. Han Zhang pursed her lips and was silent for a while.
…
After taking a comfortable bath, Han Zhen changed into a linen shirt.
The handicraft industry in the Northern Song Dynasty was extremely developed. The output of hemp, damask, silk, silk, brocade, silk and other textiles increased explosively compared to the Tang Dynasty.
Han Zhen likes to wear coarse linen clothes, not because of any hardship and simplicity, but because it is simply more comfortable to wear linen clothes in summer.
Although the texture is rougher than silk and damask, it is more breathable and cool.
In such a hot weather, if you wear a brocade robe, you will break out in sweat even if you sit at home without moving.
The damp hair is spread over the shoulders, giving it a more wild air.
All the way to the living room of the second courtyard, Han Zhen asked: "Are you coming to purchase goods today?"
"Um!"
An Niang pursed her lips and smiled and said: "The business of the shop is so good. The goods that were just purchased a few days ago were sold out in an instant."
"How are Fang Sansan and Si Niang doing lately?"
"Sansan is still like that, laughing and joking all day long and being careless. Si Niang, on the other hand, is very hardworking. The teacher who taught the class yesterday also said that in a few days, he will not be able to teach Si Niang. "
The scribes who teach in the village have only been in school for a few years. They can only add, subtract, multiply and divide arithmetic within a thousand, and they themselves do not understand slightly more advanced knowledge.
Jiang Siniang's talent for arithmetic is unexpected.
Han Zhen muttered: "Send Siniang here in a few days, and I will arrange a husband for her in the county."
It would be good if Jiang Siniang could be trained into a female teacher.
Even if it doesn't work out, I can still be a female accountant in the future.
You won't lose either way.
This girl is one of our own, so you can use her with peace of mind.
Han Zhang on the side asked: "Erlang, can you serve dinner?"
"Let's have dinner."
Han Zhen nodded.
I just had one meal in the morning and I am really hungry now.
The dinner was not a sumptuous meal, just a plate of vinegar and celery, and a small plate of pickles. Since An Niang was a guest, there was an extra serving of mutton soup.
I can't help it, the weather is too hot, so eating some sour and salty side dishes will only make the meal worse.
After dinner, it was getting late. Han Zhen said: "It's getting late and it's not safe to walk at night. An Niang will stay here tonight and go back tomorrow."
"Um."
An Niang nodded in agreement, her peach blossom eyes couldn't help but glance at Mrs. Han Zhang.
As if aware of her gaze, Han Zhang nodded and lowered his eyes, showing no emotion or anger.
Han Zhen had a panoramic view of the two people's little moves.
That night.
In the east wing, there were waves of kitten-like murmurs.
Han Zhen was grinding soy milk while holding Wan Yuan Yu in his arms, sweat dripping down his back.
Snapped!
He slapped Qishang Saixue on the millstone and said, "Didn't I tell you not to make fun of her?"
"Well!"
An Niang let out a soft cry, turned her head, and rolled her eyes at him with an angry look: "Slave... How dare you? The maids in the house have all called her madam, and they are still pretending to be stupid with the slave family. That’s why I made a few jokes.”
"An Niang, I haven't seen you for a few days and your hair is getting moister."
"Humph, it's not all your fault."
Thinking about that day, I got angry and aroused my anger, so I patted my butt and left.
It wasn't until the middle of the night that the commotion in the wing gradually subsided.
The two of them were sweating and sticking together, whispering private words.
As we chatted, we fell into sleep.
…
The next day.
Han Zhen, who had been struggling for most of the night, got up early.
As for An Niang, she still slept soundly.
After washing up, I practiced breathing techniques for a quarter of an hour as usual.
I don't know if it was a psychological effect or if it really had an effect. Han Zhen felt refreshed and even his steps felt a little lighter.
Just as he stood up, Han Zhang's faint voice came to his ears: "Erlang also has to worry about his health. How can he bear it if he attacks all day long?"
Han Zhen reached out and pinched her smooth cheek gently, and asked with a smile: "Are you jealous?"
"Well!"
Mrs. Han Zhang suddenly blushed.
Although she and Han Zhen were actually married, she always felt shy every time she faced such intimate actions.
Suppressing her shyness, she bit her lip gently and said, "I'm not jealous, I just hope Erlang can take care of himself."
Han Zhen smiled slightly, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I know my own body very well. With your small stature and An Niang's size, both of you and An Niang combined are no match for me."
How could Mrs. Han Zhang hear such words? She felt her legs become weak and said in a soft tone: "Uncle!"
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, let's go eat."
Knowing that she was thin-skinned, Han Zhen stopped teasing her.
The two of them went all the way to the Second Courtyard to have breakfast. Then, under the service of Han Zhang, Han Zhen put on a brocade robe and went out to the county government office.
Entering the county government office, Han Zhen asked casually: "Is Changzhi County established?"
The official on duty replied: "Reporting to the county magistrate, the county magistrate left the city early in the morning to resettle the prisoners of war."
"Um!"
Han Zhen nodded.
In fact, he could vaguely guess some of Chang Zhixian's thoughts.
The reason why he is so dedicated is to realize SNSD's ideals and ambitions on the one hand, and on the other hand, he wants to make a bet on himself by relying on his performance.
Han Zhen naturally wouldn't mind this, and was even a little happy.
For an official of the seventh rank of the imperial court to place a bet with him, it means that what he has done has won recognition.
In the office, the subordinates were already busy. This scene would have been impossible in the past.
To be honest, Han Zhen still underestimated the temptation of being an official for them.
Ever since he and Changzhi County deliberately revealed that subordinate officials would have the opportunity to be promoted if they performed well, this group of subordinate officials began to engage in craziness.
Many times, on the second watch of the day, you can see oil lamps burning in the office.
Under the crazy involution of subordinate officials, the progress of checking accounts increased rapidly.
It has now entered the final stage and will be over in about two days.
The people who felt the deepest feeling were actually not Han Zhen and Changzhi County, but the people in the county.
They suddenly discovered that the subordinate officials who used to run rampant in the countryside and extort money had become polite and courteous one by one.
He is quite gentlemanly in his words and deeds, soft-spoken and very patient.
If you pay for meals, it’s not okay if you don’t take them.
When collecting taxes, you should be polite and collect as much as you should, and you will not charge a penny more.
Not to mention such things as repeated taxation.
This change made the people in the county unbelievable and wished they could give Han Zhen and Changzhi County a Ten Thousand People Umbrella.
…
…
"I met Mr. Zhao in my humble position."
When Luo Sha was summoned to the study room at Zhao Ting's home again, he had thoroughly tasted it.
This Zhao Ting doesn't want to fight, he clearly wants to resell ordnance!
After figuring this out, Luo Sha admired Zhao Ting immensely.
In fact, he had long wanted to sell the ordnance in the military camp's arsenal, but he had been unable to find a buyer.
After all, who would buy ordnance?
Those who want to buy have no money, and those who have money don’t want to buy.
How could he not be impressed that Zhao Ting was able to find a buyer?
In addition to admiration, Luo Sha felt a little happy. As a middleman, he couldn't get around it, so he would definitely get a sum of money.
Zhao Ting did not hesitate and said straight to the point: "I asked you to repair the weapons last time. How did you do?"
"Xianggong Zhao ordered that you should be diligent in your humble duties."
Luo Sha said, taking out a folder from his sleeve pocket and handing it over.
This brochure records in detail the quantity of all intact ordnance in the Zhenna navy's arsenal.
A trace of satisfaction flashed in Zhao Ting's eyes, and he opened the folder and read it carefully.
Compared with the number reported by Luo Sha last time, there was obviously a lot more in the book.
Apparently he listened to his instructions and ordered the craftsmen to repair some of the things that were not seriously damaged.
One hundred and eighty pieces of iron armor, 423 pieces of leather armor, 1,104 swords and spears, 690 bows, 280 crossbows, and two catapults.
Zhao Ting's eyes lit up and he asked, "How much does this catapult cost?"
Luo Sha replied: "I have asked the craftsmen, and the cost is roughly more than 300 guan."
Hearing this, Zhao Ting silently calculated in his mind that these weapons could earn at least eight or nine thousand guan!
The key point is that he doesn't need to pay any cost. It's a completely costless transaction and he gets money for nothing.
As for Zhenjun, what should we do if we don’t have ordnance?
What does that have to do with Zhao Ting?
Anyway, he will step down in more than half a year.
Besides, who still expects the Xiang army to fight nowadays?
After closing the fold, Zhao Ting ordered: "You will send someone to transport the weapons to Linzi County later, and someone will pay you then."
He was not afraid that Han Zhen would not give him money.
In his opinion, he holds the handle on the collusion between Chang Yukun and Han Zhen, and the refined salt and sugar business needs to use his name to expand channels.
Seeing that Luo Sha did not express his position immediately, Zhao Ting sneered in his heart, but said on his face: "Don't worry, your share will not be missed."
"Being able to serve Mr. Zhao is a blessing from a humble position. How dare you ask for money?"
Luo Sha smiled flatteringly and continued: "Mr. Zhao, for such an important matter, it is better for me to do it myself from my humble position."
Zhao Ting stroked his beard and chuckled, very satisfied with his performance, and said in a pleased tone: "Not bad, then you can go there yourself."
"I accept my order from my humble position!"
Luo Sha answered with cupped fists, turned around and left the study.
(End of chapter)
