Mr. Luo looked at Cao Yan with a meaningful look. He hoped that Cao Yan would be favored by Kong Fang and find him a long-term career. But he couldn't express all his thoughts, after all, it was his own wishful thinking.
The final result depends on Cao Yan's performance and Kong Fang's wishes.
Mr. Cao did not show any disappointment. She had an account in her heart. Her husband-in-law had nothing to do all day long, and he did not earn even half a copper.
Although the job provided by the magistrate was not long-term, the salary was twenty-five taels of silver a month. Their expenses in the past few years had been less than ten taels of silver.
Twenty-five taels of silver is enough for them to last for more than two years. If she earns more on weekdays, her life will be much better than before.
She does not have high requirements for life, and her food and clothing are not good enough.
"Sir, it's okay, just a few months. Anyway, we have the hands and feet. If we work harder, we will be able to live a good life." Ms. Cao said with a cheerful smile.
Searching the house with her eyes, she finally discovered to her embarrassment that there was nothing she could give to Mr. Luo to repay his kindness.
"Sir..." She rubbed her hands and looked embarrassed.
"My family is too poor, there is no...no..."
Mr. Luo understood what she wanted to say and couldn't help but take another high look at this rough-looking woman. The county magistrate is right, people who know etiquette may not necessarily be well-educated people, and their quality has nothing to do with a person's knowledge.
Quality is a new term. Mr. Lao Xian explained it repeatedly before he understood it. His heart suddenly moved and he said softly: "Ms. Cao, are you willing to be a pig herder?"
"willing."
Cao responded instinctively. Then she asked again: "Sir, what do you want me to do?"
Mr. Luo laughed angrily at her, "You didn't even hear clearly, why did you just agree?"
Mrs. Cao squirmed, "Sir, I'm a good man. I'll do whatever you ask me to do."
Mr. Luo was moved again, "Ms. Cao, the county minister is planning to expand the pig industry and will definitely need to raise more pig herders. If you are really willing to be a pig herder, I can help you recommend it to the county minister."
"Thank you, sir!" Ms. Cao bowed to the ground and pulled Cao Yan and Cao Bin together.
Mr. Luo helped them up and said, "You don't have to be busy thanking me. The county minister is still in the plan, and it is not certain whether the pig raising industry will succeed or not."
"Whether it succeeds or not, our family is grateful for your great kindness, sir." Cao Yan bowed again.
"Yeah!" Ms. Cao nodded fiercely.
"Okay, okay, no need to be polite." Mr. Luo waved his hand.
"Cao Yan, it's midnight tomorrow. You have to get to the county government office on time. I will wait for you at the gate of the county government office. We will go to see the county magistrate together. I have been out all day and it's time to go back."
The two sides said goodbye. Mr. Luo refused to see Cao Yan off and hurried away alone.
When I got home, I was surprised to find that Kong Fang, Fang Shiqing, and Fang Shiyi were all there, and my son Luo Wenpeng was also back. There were wine and food on the table, as if waiting for his return.
"What day is today?" He looked confused.
"What day? What day must it be that the family can get together?" the teacher's wife scolded.
"A lot of old people are away from home all day long and don't know what you are busy with."
When his father was scolded by his mother, Luo Wenpeng lowered his head and pretended not to hear. Kong Fang watched with great interest the embarrassment of a great scholar being scolded by his old wife, and somehow found a balance in his heart.
Mr. Luo looked a little confused, especially when Kong Fang was there. He is not only a junior, but also the county magistrate. If his henpecked scandal is known to the officials and his family, does he still need to be a great scholar?
But he couldn't ignore his gentleness and argue with his old wife, so he chose to ignore his wife's nagging by saying hello to Kong Fang.
"The county magistrate's presence brings glory to the humble house."
"Sir, you're welcome. It's not the first time I've come to visit you. Our family doesn't speak the same language. Come on, come on, please take a seat." As both men, Kong Fang felt sympathy for each other and cooperated with Mr. Luo tacitly.
"Okay, okay, sit down, everyone, keep sitting." A smile appeared on Mr. Luo's face, and his wife stopped nagging.
"Dad, I've finished my vacation. I'll be leaving tomorrow." Luo Wenpeng waited for the opportunity and said goodbye to his father.
"In order to paralyze the remnants of the Litou Mountain bandits and prevent them from knowing that we have divided our forces, I decided to leave quietly before dawn tomorrow without disturbing anyone."
"That's very good."
Mr. Luo praised, and at the same time he understood that this was a practice feast, no wonder the old lady was angry. So he ignored the etiquette and took the initiative to raise his glass to invite everyone to practice it for his son.
Gradually the atmosphere became tense, Fang Shiqing stopped showing off to Kong Fang, and Kong Fang felt much more relaxed. Taking advantage of the drunkenness, he told everyone a joke about his past life, which made everyone laugh.
Whether it was because he was drunk or because the joke was too funny, Fang Shiqing looked at him with a slight smile. When Kong Fang saw it, his heart suddenly felt like a wild deer was bumping around, as if he was on a first date with his first love.
During the dinner, Mr. Luo reported to Kong Fang that Dou Tong and his daughter had already contacted each other and were going to meet at the county government office the day after tomorrow. The ghostwriter Cao Yan would be able to report for duty tomorrow at 6 o'clock.
He also recommended Cao to be a pigherder. Kong Fang didn’t know Mr. Cao, but Mr. Luo’s recommendation was definitely the right one, so he accepted the offer immediately.
Mr. Luo felt gratified by Kong Fang's trust.
When the banquet was over, it was already Chen hour, and the half-quarter moon hung far in the sky.
The wonderful life had just begun after seven o'clock in the previous life, but Qinghe City had already fallen asleep. Occasionally, a few lights leaked out, which failed to illuminate the night, but made the night a little more lonely.
There were horse hooves on the street, and Kong Fang was swaying on his horse. His riding skills were not good to begin with, and after drinking a lot of wine, he could not sit still.
Fang Shiqing's sisters accompanied him on horseback. They carefully controlled their mounts and were careful not to let Kong Fang fall off his horse as they walked.
Fang Shiqing showed rare patience.
In the past, it would have been nice not to let him have a hard time with him, but rather to not let him get whipped.
"Boom..."
Although the sound of the bow string was small, Fang Shiqing and Fang Shiyi caught it on the quiet street. They were immediately alert, and saw a ray of cold light coming directly from the hole through the weak moonlight.
Fang Shiqing immediately jumped up, hugged Kong Fang and rolled off his horse, then rolled on the spot and disappeared under the street wall; Fang Shiyi swung his sword and chopped off the arrow.
Everything happened in a moment, and the two sisters worked together to resolve a dangerous situation. Kong Fang was startled and thought Fang Shiqing had suddenly gone crazy!
"What...what?"
He was squeezed into the corner by Fang Shiqing and couldn't breathe smoothly.
"Don't move, we are under attack." Although Fang Shiqing's tone was cold, his goodwill was evident.
Kong Fang used the moonlight to see Fang Shiyi rushing to the roof not far away like a flying fairy, the sword in his hand shining with cold light.
After a while, the sound of gold and iron came from the roof.
