He Baozheng was so angry that he sighed along the way and scolded Liang Chuan for being young and ignorant. He spent so much money to buy a piece of shabby land. With that money, he could have bought a good paddy field opposite Nanxi River! Liang Chuan let him talk casually, but also smiled and said, "Didn't you hear that Dr. Linghu also said that it was a good Feng Shui place? His words can't be wrong."
How could something be wrong? Linghuchuan first calculated with one hexagram that Liang Chuan was not in the Five Elements, and then calculated with another hexagram that the original house was full of bad things. If Liang Chuan hadn't experienced the magic of beating him to death, he wouldn't have believed it. Now, believe it!
It was impossible for Liang Chuan to tell He Baozheng that he came from a thousand years in the future and just used the body of Yi Niang's husband to resurrect him. He was not from this era and naturally did not belong to the Five Elements. It was absolutely correct.
So he has to take over this piece of land no matter what, Feng Shui, one is destiny, two is luck, three is Feng Shui, four is accumulation of virtue and five is reading, six are seven aspects and eight are gods, nine are friends with noble people, ten are to maintain health, eleven are career and spouse selection, and twelve are trends. Good luck avoids bad luck.
The first three are out of your control, you can meet them but not ask for them, do good things and respect ghosts and gods, good things will be delivered to your door, and there are conditions, if you don't take them quickly, who knows what will happen after you, wealth depends on luck in the sky. Maybe he will reach the peak of his life in the future.
He Baozheng was nagging Liang Chuan for a long time, but Liang Chuan was as unmoved as a piece of wood. He was so angry that He Baozheng stopped trying to persuade him and scolded Liang Chuan for being a prodigal. You have to go to the county government office to get the land deed. It’s enough if you can make the decision to recruit your younger brother. At least he can be a witness as a guarantor!
Zhaodi came back with medicine to treat Ye Xiaochai's illness. There was no medicine stove at home, so he borrowed one from He Baozheng and the others, and followed Linghuchuan's instructions by wrapping it in gauze and slowly brewing the soup. Yi Niang gathered a large basket of plantains, washed them and boiled them in a pot. From time to time, she would drink them as water for Ye Xiaochai and the others.
The anti-inflammatory and anti-pyretic effects of plantain are quite good. After drinking it, the three people obviously had no abdominal pain and struggled, and they all fell asleep.
Every time Yi Niang brought the medicine to Ye Xiaochai's mouth, although Ye Xiaochai was in a daze, he was quite repelled by Yi Niang's feeding of medicine. The resistance was so severe that he almost knocked over the bowl holding the medicine several times. Yi Niang was very puzzled. The plantain herb didn't taste as bitter as lotus root, so why did she have such a big reaction?
That night, Yi Niang boiled countless pots of hot water and washed the three women several times with the potion she prepared. The symptoms of several people were significantly relieved. Because the symptoms were too special, the men could only watch. But she couldn't do anything to help her. She was so tired that she fell asleep in the room.
Liang Chuan felt a little sorry for He Baozheng. The ancestral hall was originally a holy place, but now he allowed them to stay temporarily and allowed them to receive medical treatment here. You must know that in ancient times, many people regarded a woman's menstrual period as unknown and were afraid to avoid it.
He Baozheng just smiled and said that the He family has always done good things but has become worse and worse with each generation. Saving people is a good thing, and the ancestors will forgive you. As the saying goes, it doesn't mean just doing good deeds, and don't ask about the future. .
With one sentence, Liang Chuan began to respect this ordinary village official from the bottom of his heart!
Early the next morning, Liang Chuan took Zhaodi and He Baozheng to Xinghua County again. He didn't do much in the past few days, but he made many trips to Xinghua County.
When Linghuchuan left yesterday, He Baozheng's mother-in-law brought a lot of farm specialties to Linghuchuan, but Linghuchuan waved his hand and went back by himself. Today, he is going to Xinghua County again, and He Baozheng is carrying a bamboo basket on his back. Packing those belongings, he planned to carry them to Xinghua and give them to Linghuchuan.
The matter of buying land was urgent, and they were afraid that it would be delayed again at Linghuchuan, so they went straight to the county government office in Yanchipu. The last time Liang Chuan came here, he went through a rather special process. He was brought in through coercive measures, instead of entering the government office as a legal citizen to do business. He was not allowed to watch around.
He Baozheng looked at the two people with their eyes fixed, and they were so angry that they didn't dare to speak loudly. He felt quite arrogant in his heart. His eyes kept showing pride, and he pointed at the various layouts and structures of the county government to the two people. Explaining the location and division of labor of each building, he said from time to time how old Ben Baozheng was when he followed his father, that is, He Lu, what Ren Yibaozheng came here to do, and what fairy-like figure in the county received them in the past. This led to Liang Chuan and Liang Chuan interjecting from time to time to ask more about the hero's past.
In ancient times, the present was regarded as the most respected, and the right was regarded as the humble. The main gate, Yimen, Jieshifang, and the lobby, second hall, and third hall of the main building were arranged on a central axis, left and right, forming a symmetrical pattern. Wen is on the left and martial arts is on the right. This is also a product of the influence of the Song Dynasty, where wen was respected and military was inferior. There are officials and household rituals on the left, soldiers and punishment workers on the right, officials and soldiers in the front row, household punishment in the middle, and ritual workers at the end. Hufang manages land and household registration. This is the main door you are looking for.
He Baozheng led Liang Chuan to recruit his younger brother, and he came up very lightly, keeping his body down, for fear that his movements would be too big and disturb the big shot inside. Liang Chuan has seen this scene too many times.
At the grassroots level, people often come to do business, but they either can’t find a place or don’t know the people. Many of them may have only had few interactions with administrative agencies in their lives. For the first time they come to these administrative agencies, whether formal or informal, He looked at it very cautiously and kept saying: Leader, I have a question, Leader, this. . What makes small civil servants so frightened is probably a legacy of thousands of years of bureaucracy. He Baozheng, the village chief, has rarely been able to enter the county town and deal with such subordinate officials all his life. A dog in the village is still a dog, and even a dog in the yamen is still a dog with status, not to mention these officials who work in the yamen. Master, I naturally regard them as beings like gods, so I should be a little more respectful, which is normal.
In the room, a middle-aged man in his forties with a white face and a slight beard was holding a partridge-spotted teacup and crossing one of his legs, enjoying the fragrance of morning tea. The entire Yamen was quiet and deserted, and the morning sun shone through the paper. The window shines on me, making me look lazy and quite nurturing.
He Baozheng knocked on the door knocker. The sudden sound startled the subordinate who was drinking tea. The hot tea in the tea cup burned his tongue and lips and splashed all over him. He hurriedly got up and wiped off the tea stains on his body. He turned around and looked at the door. There were three people he had never seen before. They were the common people in the village. He was so angry that he roared loudly: "What are you doing? Who are you?"
He Baozheng's face looked like an old chrysanthemum when he smiled, with wrinkles all over his face. His flattering smile made Liang Chuan and Zhaodi shudder. You old man is really awesome. He Baozheng was quite polite and said: "The younger one is Baozheng from Helu Village, Fengshan Township. His surname is He. He came to the county government today to help a foreign customer in the village buy a piece of land. By the way, he wanted to see if he could convert this land. The customer's lowly registration has been changed. From now on, it will be my main registration, He Lu, and I will receive money according to the law."
This poster's surname is Huang, who knows a thing or two and has no hope of a successful career. He relies on his wife's relatives' relationship and donates a job as a subordinate clerk in the Xinghua County government office. This is a few things. Ten years have been quite leisurely. There are dozens of Zhengbaozhengs in Xinghua, big and small. Why is the Baozheng in Helu so unfamiliar? It was as if he had never interacted with her before, and this visit was so abrupt. It must be that the poor village chief from some poor village came to ask for marriage. What kind of thing is he carrying on his back? Can't he go on the road?
Huang Tiesi looked at He Baozheng and the two people behind him with suspicion and dissatisfaction. Both of their hands were empty and they couldn't take out anything valuable at first glance. He asked: "Buying land? Do you know the rules for selling land?" ? Only a few of you are here, is there anyone from the seller?"
Huang Tiesi asked several questions in a row. Fortunately, although He Baozheng had not had many capable people in He Lu who could buy and sell land for so many years, he had done it before and knew that both the buyer and the seller had to be present before it could be done. formalities. He pointed to his brother Zhao behind him and said, "Replying to what the Secretary said, both buyers and sellers are here. This is the second son of He Lu Zheng Liangqing. He will buy their family's land and he will sign it on his behalf."
"He Lu Zheng Liangqing, we have to look for this carefully." In the household room, there is the registration information of all the registered guests in all the villages and towns in Xinghua. They are piled up one after another, in a thick stack, and some are remote. Because there are very few changes in places, and the population is generally outflowing rather than inflowing, there is no need for changes at all. Over time, other accounts will be turned over and kept on top forever. How can some poor places handle this kind of post? The book itself has no impression, it is always underneath.
Huang Tie Si moved out a stack of yellowed ledger books from the last shelf, covered with a thick layer of dust. Huang Tiesi blew hard, and the dust on it flew everywhere, choking Huang Tiesi to sneeze several times, and waved his hands vigorously. Liang Chuan had good eyesight. When he saw Huang Tiesi in such a mess, he immediately trotted to Huang Tiesi, took the ledger from Huang Tiesi's hand with both hands, and said: "Master Tiesi, you are tired, I will do this small job." That’s fine, where should these books be moved?”
Huang Tiesi pays most attention to his own image on weekdays. He took a few books and made himself look disgraced. Fortunately, this young boy is on the road and knows how to come over to help him. He glances at Liang Chuan a few more times and points to the tea he just drank. "Here, just put it on the table."
After saying that, he hurriedly dusted off the dust on his body. The green long-sleeved robe had just been changed by his wife this morning, so he was covered in dust. He had to make a few noises when he went back. On weekdays, he almost had an excuse to cause trouble. well.
The name of each village is written on the cover of each small ledger book. It contains the names and surnames of all the registered people, the land, the color of the land, the boundaries of the surrounding areas, the origin of the industry, and the original industry tax. Huang Tiesi flipped through one book after another and kept mumbling: Shanshui, Lianqian, Wudian and other village names. He frowned as he read each one. Damn it, why didn’t he hear about these villages? I've heard that this has been sitting there for several years and has not been touched. Alas, it's here, He Lu!
