The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 117

"See Zhao Zhenfu envoy!"

Just as Zhao Yu and Erha were about to walk out of the alley, another group of people carrying the burden of ceremony came in front of them.

When the leader saw Zhao Yu, he quickly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee.

"you are?"

Zhao Yu looked at the man kneeling on one knee in front of him, and asked with a slight frown.

The visitor got up, cupped his hands and said: "If you go back to the town Fushi, the villain will be accompanied by the Qiantui Mansion. According to the grand decree of the old ancestor, come to give the town Fushi some things for the winter!"

Nine thousand years old, Wei Zhongxian!
Zhao Yu looked at the burdens of ceremony behind this relative, and he clearly sensed that something was wrong.

In the morning, the Thirteenth Prince sent Liu Xi to come, and before Liu Xi could go far, people from Qiansui Mansion came to their alley to give gifts.

The official hat of Beisi Zhen Fushi is not small, but those who come to give gifts, no matter the power in their hands or the official title, are far above Zhao Yu!

Although he knew in his heart that it was a bit tricky, but with him now, even the Thirteenth Prince would not dare to offend, let alone Wei Zhongxian?
So even though Zhao Yu had suspicions in his heart, he still had to pinch his nose and count all these things under his hands!
Sure enough, in addition to the brocade quilt, fox fur and silver taels in the burden of gifts behind him, Jiu Qiansui also sent two charming maids.

……

Looking at these things placed in the mansion, Zhao Yu not only did not feel happy, but felt chills in his heart.

In his previous life, he was just a dick waiting to die with the blessing of a harmonious society.

As for the officialdom, he didn't dabble at all.

As for the original owner, even though he was also wearing a flying fish suit and an embroidered spring knife, the three generations were just family scramblers without any real power.

Facing the intrigue of power, Zhao Yu, who has been a man for two generations, can only cross the river by feeling the stones by instinct.

"You must pay close attention to the four maids sent here, but you must not let them notice anything!"

In the main hall, Zhao Yu turned around and said to Jiang Yuyan who was at the side with a serious expression.

"Young master, don't worry, leave the trivial matters in this mansion to Yuyan!" After hearing Zhao Yu's order, Jiang Yuyan agreed with a calm expression.

It would be great if these four maidservants stayed in the mansion to serve the young master, but if they had any ghosts in their hearts, no wonder she was so cruel and merciless!
……

After the explanation, Zhao Yu led Erha to the Xijiu Factory.

Before Zhao Yu could sit firmly, Li Zheng, Yuhuatian's confidant, came in and handed a box to Zhao Yu.

"This is a gift and money from the subordinate yamen..."

It's money again! !

Zhao Yu slowly opened the box, there were about 500 taels inside.

Zhao Yu has heard about this money, and it can be regarded as a kind of bribe that everyone in the officialdom knows well.

"The winter snow came early this year, so the brothers are bound to be hard-pressed. If you take this money back, it will be rewarded to the brothers by the envoy of this town!"

Zhao Yu covered the box and signaled Jin Yichuan who was on the side to return the silver to Li Zheng.

"This……"

Looking at the box in his hand, Li Zheng was somewhat at a loss.

He has worked as a factory guard for many years, and he is well aware of the temperament of these superiors, such as plucking geese and geese are routine operations.

There is no one like Zhao Yu in front of him who doesn't take money seriously.

"Thank you, Master Zhao!"

Li Zheng hesitated for a moment, finally took the box, turned around and left.

And after Li Zheng left, within less than a stick of incense, Jin Yiwei ordered He An, the general banner, to also come to the supervisor's duty hall, and once again handed Zhao Yu a gift and money.

A full 800 taels! ! !
Zhao Yu looked at the silver in front of his eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed.

Working hard for civilians, the maximum silver consumption per year is no more than 20 taels, and that's it, those with relatively well-to-do families.

And in front of him, not counting the gifts given to him by the Thirteenth Prince and Wei Zhongxian, just these regular etiquette silver, there are 300 taels!

No wonder it's just a person who wants to sharpen his head and climb up!
"Lu Jianxing, your share of the money will be distributed to the brothers in the supervisory headquarters."

After Zhao Yu looked at it for a while, he casually took out a 50 taels of silver ingot from it and handed it to He An, then handed the rest to Lu Jianxing who was beside him.

He An who was on the side was shocked when he heard Zhao Yu's words.

But Lu Jianxing seemed to have gotten used to it, stepped forward to pick up the remaining 750 taels of silver, turned around and left the supervisor's duty hall.

……

For a whole day, when Zhao Yu went to leave the office at noon, the heavy snow still didn't show any sign of stopping.

"This snow is really evil..."

After leaving the Yamen, Erha, who walked out of the Xijiu Factory, looked at the heavy snow all over the sky, and suddenly said such a sentence without thinking.

Zhao Yu didn't care either, after all, how many heavy snowfalls did not fall in Beizhili in a year?

The auspicious snow heralds a good year. The more snow there is, the better the harvest in Beizhili will be in the coming year. This is a good thing!
On the way home through the wind and snow, Zhao Yu thought so.

And because there are eight copper furnaces around the cabinet's value room, the old men in the cabinet think so too.

In the Yongshou Palace, which is as warm as spring, with several earth dragons laid out, the king of great power thinks the same way!

When Zhao Yu and Erha returned to the mansion, Jiang Yuyan had already prepared meals and heated up a pot of good rice wine.

It's freezing and snowy outside the house, but inside the house is eating steaming meals and drinking this heart-warming and stomach-warming fine rice wine, which is very pleasant.

In the early morning of the next day, when Zhao Yu and Erha were going to the Xijiu Factory to get their hair done, Jiang Yuyan took out two fox furs that were cut overnight.

These things were sent by the Thirteenth Prince and Jiu Qiansui yesterday. Jiang Yuyan picked some high-quality white wolf skins and made them for Zhao Yu overnight.

"It fits well..."

After putting it on for Zhao Yu herself, Jiang Yuyan looked around.

Zhao Yu was not bad in appearance, but now wearing this expensive fox fur, he looked even more extravagant.

And Erha's body, although not as good as Zhao Yu's, but Erha, who is a Tatar, also understands that only nobles in Tatar are qualified to wear this thing on him!
After putting on the fox fur, Zhao Yu took Erha to the Xijiu Factory.

Snow covered the sky, covered in plain silver... Looking at the beautiful scenery of the capital like a world of glazed glass in front of him, an inexplicable poetic spirit emerged in Zhao Yu's chest again.

But thinking about the embarrassment he experienced in the canal blessing boat before, he still forcibly suppressed his poetic flavor.

……

The days passed day by day, and Dongchang and Hulong Villa also stopped a lot during this period.

But what happened next caught everyone by surprise.

The first snowfall in the capital, and even the first snow that spread to the surrounding areas of Beizhili, seemed to be mighty and endless, falling for five days in a row! !

It is true that the auspicious snow is a good year.

But nothing in the world can escape an excess.

After falling for five days in a row, this first snow, which everyone regarded as Ruixue, has become the biggest disaster of this winter!

(End of this chapter)