Who is more like the county magistrate?
Liang Bin was a little frightened. His words were as sharp as a knife, and he smiled unnaturally: "It goes without saying that he is the county magistrate."
Gu Zhengchen put his hands behind his back and stepped forward: "You may say so, but you may not think so in your heart, right?"
Liang Bin took two steps to catch up: "I mean what I say."
Gu Zhengchen's mouth moved slightly, but he didn't knock any more. After leaving the north city gate, he could not walk more than a mile when he saw bright lights in the distance, and craftsmen and peasants were shouting slogans and working in full swing.
Zhao Tai's upper body was exposed, his powerful muscles were tense, he was pulling the rope with both hands, and he was shouting: "Tighten it down, get up!"
Four ropes were pulled up from different directions at the same time, and nearly three hundred kilograms of square stones were forcibly lifted off the ground.
"fall!"
With a dull crashing sound, the stone hit the ground heavily, causing the ground to sink an inch.
Zhao Tai shouted the slogan again. When the stone was lifted, the four people moved slightly and took the stone to the east along the previous position!
A solid foundation is built little by little by relying on stones.
Not far away, Ma Li stepped on a long log, glanced twice, pulled up the ink fountain line and released it. There was ink on the line, and it hit the wood, leaving a straight line, but it bounced The ink strokes were a bit strong, and the ink burst out a little above and below the lines.
Wu Mazi stepped on the wooden stick with his left foot, picked up the long saw with his right hand, and sawed the wood. The sawdust fell to the ground and blew gently in the wind.
Lu Wu sat on a bench, put a wooden board in front of his legs, pressed against the gasket at the front of the bench, spit on his left and right hands, rubbed them together, then picked up the plane, pushed hard, and the sharp plane blade After wiping the board, rolls of shavings emerged from the planing hall of the planer. There was no need to remove them. As the planer was pushed again, the new shavings would push away the previous shavings...
"Foreman Guo, don't hold on when you're tired!"
Xu Erjiu, the tapestry maker, glanced at Guo He, the builder, and said with a grin. His hands kept moving, weaving reed mats.
Guo He picked up the hammer and knocked on it. After riveting the wood, he shook it. Seeing that there was no problem, he straightened up and said, "I'm in good spirits. I've been working as a timber builder all my life, so I'm happy today."
Xu Erjiu laughed loudly: "No, God, this is the first time I have seen the imperial court do not arrange supervision for the corvee collection. Think about the river construction in the fourth year of Hongwu. In the winter, those government servants were waving their whips..."
Guo He continued to build and found the right angle: "Don't tell me, although the new county magistrate is young, he is just like this, so we will obey him! To be honest, the more the supervisor is watching, the more irritated we are. We don’t want to do it, but now that there is no supervisor, we are all full of energy and we don’t want to call it a day until night!”
Xu Erjiu stood up, put a reed mat aside, brought over a bunch of reeds, and picked up the hemp rope: "You are just greedy for that little money, haha, have you figured it out clearly? Two hundred guan, it will be done in twenty days." How much can we share?”
"I'm a rough guy. If I were good at calculations, I would have become a pawnbroker by now. I need some horsepower for this..."
Guo He pursed his lips towards the north.
Xu Erjiu looked at everyone's enthusiasm and clicked his tongue: "Fortunately, our county government has some big wood. These big wood are enough to make bunk beds. As for the wood for houses, we have to find another way."
Wu Dasheng walked over and said with a smile: "You don't need to worry about the wood. To the south is Maoshan. There were some insect infestations last year and there were a lot of dead trees. They were cut and rotted, but it is still no problem to use them to open doors and windows. But Xu Erjiu , this double bed is not a baby bed, how about we let everyone sleep on it tonight?"
"I think so."
Xu Erjiu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked: "Who, which kid is messing around?"
"it's me!"
Gu Zhengchen walked over from the darkness.
"The county magistrate!"
Xu Erjiu exclaimed.
"The county magistrate is here."
Everyone gathered around, all grinning. Some of them were holding planes, saws and other tools in their hands.
Gu Zhengchen nodded slightly, looked at the busy people, and said, "It's getting late and the night is cold, so there's no need to rush to work. I see there are no tents here. Where are you going to sleep at night?"
Wu Mazi grinned: "Master County Lord, we can just lie down on the ground and sleep. It's not cold in autumn. I think before, when it snowed, we just found a shelter from the wind and slept on a ragged mat."
"Yes, we are strong."
Guo He added with a smile.
Gu Zhengchen glanced at everyone and sighed: "The dew in the autumn is heavy, and it is easy to get the root of disease on the body. From tomorrow, we will arrange for people to live in a few thatched houses. We can't do this for a long time."
Ma Ma pushed away the crowd, took out the sweat towel on his shoulder and wiped his forehead: "Don't worry about us, county magistrate. We will take over the job and we will do everything we say."
Gu Zhengchen looked at the powerful horse power and chuckled: "Sure, how you arrange it is your business. I don't care about the process, only the result. This double bed..."
Guo He said seriously: "According to the scale given by the county magistrate, we first put together three double beds and found someone to test them. They are strong and firm."
Gu Zhengchen walked over, touched the smooth and burr-free bed surface, looked at the small wooden ladder at the end of the bed, nodded repeatedly, sat on the bed, patted it, and said with satisfaction: "Not bad craftsmanship, just make it according to this standard." Bar."
Lu Wu came over, hesitating and scratching his head and ears.
Gu Zhengchen looked at Lu Wu, frowned and said, "You are a man, not a woman. Why are you so coy? If you have anything to say, just say it!"
Lu Wu said with some embarrassment: "After we finish the work here, can we build some bunk beds? To be honest with the county magistrate, there are many people in the family and the room is small. If we have this bunk bed, the two bunk beds at home will be The children don’t have to make noises all day long.”
Wu Dasheng and others nodded repeatedly.
If there is a bunk bed at home, two elderly children do not have to sleep on the same bed.
Gu Zhengchen asked with a smile: "Who else has this idea?"
"I!"
Everyone spoke one after another.
Gu Zhengchen stood up and nodded: "I originally thought that there was not much use for the bunk bed. In that case, after it is completed, you can find a craftsman to build it."
There was a sound of gratitude.
Gu Zhengchen waved his hands and waited for everyone to calm down and said: "I won't delay your work. Remember, don't be too late. If you are too tired, you won't have the energy to work tomorrow. If you have any difficulties, the foreman will go directly to the county government office to find a solution." Solve it and don’t delay the important resettlement matter.”
Everyone agreed and watched Gu Zhengchen leave.
"Okay, let's do it for another half hour!"
Ma Li shouted at the top of his lungs.
Everyone responded.
Soon after, the sounds of trumpets, planes, and clangs were mixed together again, like a child who couldn't finish telling a story, talking non-stop.
Late at night.
The fire gradually went out.
Ma Li lay on the ground, wrapped in a thin quilt and fell asleep.
Xu Erjiu spread out a reed mat, covered his abdomen with a thick piece of clothing, yawned and closed his eyes.
Guo He got into the bed, crossed his legs and swayed, feeling sleepy.
Wu Mazi hugged a piece of wood and leaned against a tree, snoring constantly.
Lu Wu lay on the pile of wood shavings, looking at the night sky with his arms on his pillow, and said softly: "Gu Zhixian is a good official..."
Wu Dasheng took two people on duty.
There is everyone's rice, work tools, and a pile of wood here, and we don't dare to have it stolen.
It's still dark, but Guo He has already gotten up.
There is no need to call anyone, just cook the porridge first. Everyone is already up when eating, and the busy day begins again after the meal.
Effective division of labor, close connection, and hard work allow all construction work to proceed in an orderly manner.
After noon, Xu Lin handed over a letter and reported: "The county magistrate wants to summon He Zhuang, Guo Jie, Guo Ning, and Guo Liang, but these three people said they have something to do and can't shirk it."
Gu Zhengchen stared, took the letter, and said coldly: "If that's the case, let's pass it on again!"
According to regulations, it is not compulsory to pass the letter to someone. If the person being summoned has something to do, he can refuse three times.
After being summoned three times and still not coming, the county government can send officials to forcibly arrest the person.
Ordinary people would not dare to refuse even once.
But Guo Jie, Guo Ning, and Guo Liang are different, they are all from the Guo family.
Gu Zhengchen wrote another letter and handed it to Xu Lin: "Send someone to make another trip."
Xu Lin hesitated, looked at Gu Zhengchen, and finally turned around to make arrangements without saying anything.
Second hall.
Classical historian Chen Zhong walked in, coughed at Gu Zhengchen who was writing a document, and shouted: "Your Majesty."
Gu Zhengchen raised his head and glanced at Chen Zhong, put down his brush and asked, "Chen Dianshi, is there something wrong?"
Chen Zhong pointed to the door and said, "There is a businessman who wants to see the county magistrate."
"merchant?"
Gu Zhengchen stared and seemed to understand something. He smiled and said, "This businessman, what he sells is not simple, right? Let him in."
Chen Zhong nodded.
A middle-aged man about forty years old, dressed in silk and satin, with a fat face, came over. When he saw Gu Zhengchen, he raised his hands and saluted: "Baby Guo, I met the county magistrate."
"Guo-baby?"
Gu Zhengchen understood that it was not a simple matter for this surname to appear here.
Chen Zhong withdrew knowingly.
Guo Baobao acted as if there was no one around, sat down without invitation, and said with a smile: "Gu Zhixian, I am here because of your future, wealth and life. Is it possible that I am not even willing to offer you a cup of tea?"
Gu Zhengchen secretly sighed at the awesomeness and opened his mouth first.
After Gu Cheng brought the tea, he also left.
Seeing that there was no one else in the second hall, Guo Baobao picked up the tea bowl, blew it gently, and glanced at Gu Zhengchen with a pair of shrewd eyes: "In the face of life and death, the county minister can still sit here, which is admirable."
Gu Zhengchen closed the documents, looked at Guo Baobao and said, "I came to Jurong for the first time. I asked myself that I have done nothing wrong. How can I be in danger of life and death?"
"The county magistrate is ridiculous!"
Guo Baobao put down the tea bowl, stood up and walked towards Gu Zhengchen, and said seriously: "If the county magistrate is stubborn and continues like this, the court will send angels to escort the county magistrate away. When he arrives at the entrance of Shicai Shikou, he will use the ghost head knife and the midday sun. hehe……"
Gu Zhengchen's face changed slightly, and he tried to maintain his composure: "Are you actually in danger?"
Guo Baobao's tone was cold and stern, and he said quickly: "That's right! The cliff in front of you is one step away from the abyss! If the county minister doesn't want to fall into the abyss and die, he can only turn back and find the shore!"
