Ten Mile Room

Only people who are far away from home will understand the feeling of having to send home a piece of rag when they have a surplus by their side.

As long as it is something you care about, it cannot be discarded in a foreign country.

Jiang Gezi originally thought that Lian Yanzi would send him a rare gadget he bought in Zhongzhou. After all, that is the core of the Eastern Continent, a place with a rapidly developed economy.

But who would have thought that he just sent the last imprint he left in his previous "home" to Laosanxiang.

It seems that this person is completely broken.

Lian Yanzi has a lot of past, and there are eight big boxes.

Among them, there are even the little robes, clothes, and toys he wore when he was two or three years old, as well as some old photos taken over the years.

Jiang Gezi has no past here, so he is full of curiosity about these eight boxes, which belong to Lian Yanzi's past.

And as those things were laid out one by one.

It's like looking through someone else's childhood.

Jiang Gezi asked Fourth Brother Duan to send several catties of mothballs, and he went to the cloth shop to borrow a big felt for drying the cloth and spread it in front of the old stage.

He took out Lian Yanzi's "past" one by one to dry, registered, made a book, dried, sorted, and packed...

And as those old things were placed all over the place, Jiang Gezi felt as if he had entered a small museum in a certain province in China.

Those clothes, utensils, and utensils are things he has never seen before. They are so exquisite and exquisite that there is no place to buy them.

Even the silk embroidery on the small cloth ball that Yanzi played with when he was a child is made up of eight pieces of high-quality silk satin, and each piece is beautifully embroidered with fairy tales, and decorated with his family's traditional pattern as the edge.

That is a work of art at all, where is a toy?

To be honest, some petty bourgeois in Jiang Gezi felt jealous.

When he was a child, he wanted an elephant, but he just rolled around on the spot and howled, his voice was broken from crying, and he suffered a lot of fists, anyway, his father didn't do what he wanted.

Later, when he grew up, every time he was in a bad mood, he would drive to the children's park in the city, look at the two-story concrete elephant slide, and recall his "suffering" childhood.

Still feel aggrieved.

In Jiang Gezi's eyes, even Yanzi's material life when she was a child was lavish, even unimaginably rich.

He thought of someone's aggrieved look again, and Jiang Gezi gritted his teeth in secret hatred.

Someone who wanted to die was purely due to the accumulation of too much feces, urine and fart, and his constipated brain overflowed.

It's really... It's a good day, but it's just looking for trouble.

Damn, if he can live so well, what more can he ask for?

Sixty per month!You don't have to worry about the future, and you can eat and wait to die when you have money every month, what kind of treatment is that?

That's top-notch salted fish treatment!

Poverty limited Jiang Gezi's imagination, and he couldn't understand Jiang Gezi's need for dignity at the level he once had.

In his opinion, living without skin and face is not living?

Those childhood memories belonging to Lian Yanzi were left to dry for more than four hours. At about mid-afternoon, when the sun was slightly tilted, Jiang Gezi carefully packed them up again.

The things were carefully placed in small boxes one by one, and as the boxes were arranged one by one, he had to throw a layer of moth balls rudely with jealousy before giving up.

While busy with work, Jiang Gezi suddenly saw a pair of little gift boots that belonged to Lian Yanzi who was around two years old.The eyes are bright now.Wow!This kind of small shoes that can be placed in the palm of your hand is simply cute and not to be missed.

Jiang Gezi felt that if women on earth saw such little shoes, they would have to give birth to at least a dozen children to match them.

It's nice to see this level.

Because of this, when Li Kegong brought Lei Chunyu, Sakning, Zhuang Jiude and others to visit Laosanxiang again.

They saw a handsome young man with black black half-length hair, facing the sun, holding a pair of delicate boots in his hand, looking back and forth.

He is like a pure and clean child.

It was a beautiful scene, almost straight into the painting.

When they come closer and take a closer look, people dare not go beyond their evaluation, so they say small shoes.

Its bottom is made of sky-blue gold ingot needles, the upper is blue satin bottom embroidered with young cranes playing, and the small boots are sewn with colorful reflective crystal rice beads. Such a small pair of boots , held by a pair of white and soft hands with delicate knuckles.

The hatchback is really cute and pure to the extreme.

Seeing people, these people immediately had doubts and confusion about his legends. Maybe someone else was talking about those things?

This is too big a contrast!

Seeing Li Kegong and the others arrived, Jiang Gezi put the boots in a small blue satin box with the same color, put it beside him and greeted: "Hey, Lao Li, you have nothing to do when you are full, come to our country place every day to work. Wow! I don't pay you any money."

No matter how beautiful the artistic conception is, when this person opens his mouth, there is always a kind of destructive power that will destroy the world.

Li Kegong, who was used to being treated poorly, smiled politely. He looked around and saw only the three young men who often walked beside Jiang Gezi, playing with a lot of newly bought musical instruments on the old stage tens of meters away.

After confirming that it was safe, he introduced: "Your Excellency..."

Jiang Gezi immediately stopped him with words: "I've said it, from now on here in Laosanxiang, I'll be a pole. As for those illusory titles of your Excellency, don't call them here...Old neighbors, It's better not to know."

Yes, poles can live in Lao Cai.

But everyone knows that he has been knighted?

Even though they are still friendly, the taste is about to change!

Li Kegong nodded sincerely and said: "Yes! Got it! Don't worry, Your Majesty the Baron! Your business is only known to a few people. We are here today, and we are also listening to Ba Ye's instructions. In the future, you must remember when you walk back and forth in a city. Let me know what they look like, so as to avoid misunderstandings between the two sides, and it will be even more embarrassing at that time. So Your Excellency, please allow me to introduce you to the adults who will be in power in Changhui County in the future."

Jiang Gezi twisted his body and sat cross-legged. After he nodded to them, he asked Li Kegong, "Is he still afraid to come to see me?"

Then if you knock me out again, Ba Ye will be embarrassed too.

Li Kegong smiled dryly and said, "Eighth Master has been busy with business recently. As for why he didn't come, his status as a lower official is not enough to inquire about His Highness's whereabouts."

The corners of Jiang Gezi's mouth curled up, and after a cut, he looked at the group of strangers in front of him. After a long while, he chuckled and said, "You guys are quick, and you shovel neatly. You really don't even leave a single pig hair. Son! There used to be a few small clerks in our alley who were very hardworking and nice people. It was hard to get the qualifications, and finally begged grandpa to sue grandma to enter the system. It’s only been a few years, and you have been bullied like this It's clean, it's too..."

He paused, shook his head lightly in disdain, and clicked his tongue.

But Li Kegong replied immediately: "Understood! When I go back, I will immediately report to the Yijing Villa. Your Highness will definitely consider your opinion..."

But Jiang Gezi immediately waved his hand and said, "Farewell! I'm not familiar with those people, so I just listened to them casually. I don't know them for pleading or anything! Besides, they don't come and go in my ten-mile jurisdiction. Neighborhood! Whoever comes to serve us in Laosanxiang, he has to work diligently, and his favor... I don't owe it!"

Li Kegong didn't answer the words, but thought in his heart that he still had to go.After all, this is also the reason for him to go to Yijing Villa, show his face, and be received by His Highness alone.

It is still very useful for him to take root in Changhui and quickly extend his power to communicate with His Highness alone about this matter.

Jiang Gezi made a gesture of invitation and said, "Don't talk about those nonsense, you can introduce me to the gentlemen first, so we can call each other, right?"

Li Kegong's attitude was submissive, he slightly bent his upper body, pointed to the oldest gentleman with silver hair and calm demeanor, and said: "Yes, please allow me to introduce this one to you, this is a theater artist who is famous all over the continent, Mr. Zhuang Jiude.

The old man was born in the No. [-] art college of the royal family. He studied in the South Bank in his early years. He once wrote great works such as the opera "The General" and "The Noble Wedding" that are well-known across the continent. At the same time, the old man will also be the future, Chang Huigao and others Principal of the art school. "

Jiang Gezi shook hands with the old gentleman, and said with a smile: "Hi old gentleman, old gentleman is highly respected, why did you come to this poor place like ours? If I were you, I would leave quickly, really! You will regret it, here we are The land is saline and alkaline, there are no seedlings at all, and there are a lot of weeds, which is a lot of trouble, and the hardware can't keep up!"

He never had a good word to say.

Zhuang Jiude has a gentle temper, and after a quite self-restraining smile, he said: "I'm very glad to meet you, Changhui County has beautiful mountains and rivers, and the historical background is so rich that it cannot be seen. As soon as I brought my students to Changhui, they were called The scenery, humanities here are deeply shocking and impressed! It is an honor for Zhuang to be valued by His Highness this time! And! I am very grateful, and I am very terrified in my heart.

As for hardware and talents, you don't have to worry.Next month, there will be several new artist tasting conferences with professors from the art branch as judges.I believe that at that time, we will be able to absorb art talents from all over the continent to join our new art capital. Chang Hui's hope is in the infinite future, not the present. "

Jiang Gezi smiled and slandered in his heart, what kind of schoolbag should I shake so that I can knock this old guy unconscious without showing cowardice?

After a long time, he could only say dryly: "Oh~ good! Very good! Keep working hard!"

Li Kegong took a step back with a smile, then pointed to a fat man in his 40s and [-]s and said, "This is Lei Chunyu. He comes from Lei's family in Wei State. He is the new consul of our Changhui County..."

These few people showed reserved faces, but it could be seen from the smiles in their eyes that they were quite comfortable in their hearts, because Li Kegong used words to decorate their faces.

No matter how terrible these people's resumes are, Jiang Gezi is now a military nobleman with a title and a fief.

Compared with Jiang Gezi's title, these people belonged to ordinary Zhima Town officials, and they didn't even need to stand up and shake hands.

So, out of respect for cultural people, Jiang Gezi shook hands with the old man. As for the others, he sat back cross-legged.

Li Kegong briefly introduced: "Don't look at him as a young gentleman who teaches. He is the future star of our Changhui County. The newly appointed chief of security, Sakning, is a descendant of new immigrants. , where are the high-achieving students who graduated from the Zhongzhou Royal Higher Political College..."

Jiang Gezi nodded his head one by one, and called back to Deng Changnong and the others to help him put away those things on the field.

During the busy work, only Li Kegong and Mr. Jiude paid attention to the things built inside. Soon, they looked away, and followed Jiang Gezi pretending not to care, to a pole next to an ancient well on the old stage. It has a personal style and has a small tea pavilion with pure natural characteristics.

As soon as this group of people entered the pavilion and looked up, they couldn't help laughing collectively. Even the reserved expressions on their faces relaxed, and the way they looked at Jiang Gezi suddenly became closer because of this place.

Why is this happening?

Without it, on the front of Jiang Gezi's small dilapidated pavilion, there are three huge long scrolls hanging. They are put together to form a paper wall, and on those scrolls are written three sentences in black and big.

Listen to old songs!

Drink a little wine!

Bragging!

This work is just a blind man surnamed Jiang, three blind things written by blind mother. He thought that the old theater was such a place, so he wrote it.

Uncle Huang has cried and passed out in the toilet countless times.

But I don't want to, after writing and mounting, no matter what class or person, just seeing these three scrolls, I immediately feel that there must be a confidant here, who has been waiting for them for thousands of years.

Therefore, in human nature, there are always basic elements that yearn for freedom and love relaxation.

When you come here, you don’t need to carry it, which is quite comfortable.

And there is such a place, but it is just that Jiang Gezi has dealt with the officials a lot on behalf of the old streets recently, coming and going, and the basement is not convenient, so at least there must be a place to entertain guests.

Jiang Gezi doesn't understand art, but he is an alien with earth aesthetics.

Therefore, he borrowed the ancient well beside the old stage, and built a small tea booth for entertaining guests without spending a penny.

It took three days from the idea of ​​this place to the completion of its construction.

Unexpectedly, after it was repaired, it unexpectedly became the first completed art building in Changhui County.

Here Jianghu referred to as: Niubi Pavilion.

How to talk about this place in detail? To put it bluntly, Jiang Gezi didn't want to spend money, so he just went to the construction site to find old tree roots and broken wooden posts that others didn't use.

Simply use a high-pressure water gun to remove the mud, directly force the moisture inside the wood to dry quickly, saw off the excess branches, do a simple polishing on the face, and finish with a layer of varnish.

The root carving tea tables that are found everywhere in the world are like this.

After the tea pavilion was built, it seemed to become a public property. The fourth sister-in-law of Duan first brought a pile of old cloth and flower cushions, and the fourth brother Duan hollowed out a lot of gourds to make wine jugs, and hung all kinds of heat-painted ones. Small gourds for decoration.

Jiang Gezi seemed to be getting better and better. He was good at sewing, and there were mountains of coarse cloth, so he took out some and decorated the tea pavilion.

Therefore, this pavilion is really earthy to the apex, but it is refined.

Li Kegong triumphantly leaned on the cushion, leaning on it comfortably, he squinted at these guys looking around, he felt very beautiful, the two nets hanging the coarse curtains on the wall over there were brought from home and hung up by him .

In the recent period of communication, he found that this Your Excellency often has amazing words, and those words can be savored from the heart.

For example, this pavilion, he said, the house is cultivated, it doesn't smell like living in it...

It seems that this small broken tea pavilion is becoming more and more interesting.

Thinking of this, Li Kegong took out the tea bag he brought from his arms and put it on the table. He stood up and picked up the wooden barrel with a rope hanging on the side, and went to the old well nearby to get water.

Jiang Gezi chuckled.

In fact, he also likes this place.

It's a kind of liking to watch one thing get done day by day.

Moreover, this kind of originality of returning to nature seems to have never been seen in the Gael East Continent.

Everyone agrees, and he is very happy.

As for art?

Can that stuff taste better than fourth sister-in-law's stewed noodles?

Although his mouth is polite, he is still complacent, and there is a kind of beauty in his place, which will never be found in other places.

In case of wind, rain, or scorching sun, the privet tree over there will extend its huge branches and leaves to make a temporary roof.

If one day, the Yuanbao River clears up, and by then, there will be clear water behind you, green leaves on your head, and you will be sitting on a tree branch eating cakes and drinking water, then... tsk tsk, it will look more like Huaguo Mountain!

Please, ignore Jiang Gezi's unreliable heart slander.

He is really out of character.

The guests looked around, their eyes full of liking, but when He Mingchuan brought a wooden plate with a corner burnt to the table, Zhuang Jiude, who is an artist, couldn't bear it anymore.

He asked Jiang Gezi: "Your Excellency, I don't know which artist created this elegant residence, old man... Oh, it's been a long time since I have seen such a pure and beautiful decorative art work that can penetrate the world."

Deng Changnong's feet softened, and he quickly stabilized his body. He tried his best to calmly arrange a log and a wooden plate that had been broken into eight pieces.

After arranging the crude snacks in the alley, as well as the fried peanuts and Jiangge beef jerky sold by his house, he held back his laughter and retreated.

Jiang Gezi was delighted, and he pretended not to care, pointing to the peanuts on the wooden plate and said: "It's also a casual work. In terms of details, the neighbors helped a lot, and I dare not be praised by the old gentleman. You can try it. This is a famous product of Laosanxiang, roasted peanuts with coarse salt.”

This prescription was given by him.

After being polite for a while, Mr. Jiude picked up the cup made of a half-pull gourd bottom, drank Gujing tea, and ate peanuts. For a moment, he felt as if he had returned to the innocent field, and there was a feeling of singing .

Mr. Jiude's eyes were full of undisguised appreciation, and he praised: "Your Excellency, your place is really... so nice, as soon as I get here, here! I feel... feel... inspired It's falling down, this is a good place to make long songs!"

Seeing that he liked it, Jiang Gezi became more and more proud. He snorted proudly: "What's the long song? Don't underestimate our place. It's a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. I...we also have a band!"

You must do your job well in the booth.

Mr. Jiude is a music maker. Of course he likes everything related to music. After hearing Jiang Gezi showing off, he immediately asked, "Oh? I don't know. I'm lucky enough to have a good time for my ears?"

Isn't this simple?

Jiang Gezi waved his hands and shouted to the stage: "You three! Come here with all your newly bought gadgets, order a song!"

Deng Changnong and the others who were busy with their work were taken aback for a moment, and soon they ran down with their newly purchased keyboard, guitar, and drum kit.

With more and more projects, in the evening, the only place where you can drink in Laosanxiang is the old stage.

With wine, natural music is also an indispensable element.

Who would have thought that the modern music that I learned intermittently in the past could be sold for the price of a bar in Nancheng.

That's one hundred dollars a song!

In this way, the ambitious trio worked hard to save money and saved a new set of musical instruments from between their teeth.

They got new inspiration from what Gan Ziye watched and sang, humming and chirping weirdly, and even created a few new songs.

Jiang Gezi, bah!That's a ballad!You bastard aliens.

After setting up the three sets of musical instruments, Deng Changnong and the others took their songbooks to the pavilion and said, "Guests, here is our songbook."

They were sincere in face, but they thought in their hearts, if Mr. Gan's guests order songs, will they accept the money or not?Then in case someone insists on giving a reward, this face should still be given.

Seeing their young faces, Mr. Jiude was really disappointed, but he still politely took the song book without opening it, but asked with a very interested look: "Listen to you, Mr. Ganzi, do you want to go to school?" Is it a band?"

They nodded yes.

Mr. Jiude asked again: "That's it! The band has a name, so what's the name of your band?"

The name represents personality, and represents the core spirit that their music wants to express.

This is a very expert sentence.

Jiang Gezi wondered, is there a name?Why hasn't he heard of it?

Thinking of this, he also looked at Deng Changnong and the others curiously.

Deng Changnong blinked, stood up slowly and returned to the edge of the seat, he picked up his new guitar, stretched out his hand and plucked the strings, as rehearsed in advance, the three of them shouted together: "Hello everyone! We are! Meng Xiaojing pays back the money band!!!”

After shouting, Lin Yuanchun vigorously waved the drumstick, and followed a series of drumbeats.

Jiang Gezi choked on his own spit and coughed.

After finally coughing, he pointed at Lin Yuanchun and the others and cursed, "Get out! Get out... this... get out!"

What a bad name!

Mr. Jiude was also taken aback for a moment, then he suddenly burst out laughing, and said after laughing, "I think there must be a story in it, right?"

Lin Yuanchun and the others nodded repeatedly.

Then Mr. Jiude said: "Have you written it? Has it become a song?"

He Mingchuan looked at Jiang Gezi tremblingly, and replied stammeringly: "Yes... yes, sir."

"Then sing! All music that comes from the heart should be beautiful!"

Mr. Jiude waved his hand and said very boldly.

In this way, the three teenagers, holding their new musical instruments, sang the song they always wanted to sing in the square of the old stage.

The monotonous and pure musical notes sounded slowly, and it turned out that it was the doll abused by Team Leader Xue.

The melody of this music is really beautiful and pure, and Deng Changnong's voice is as clear as the clearest flowing water.He sang:

"The wind from Evergreen Mountain blows past my eyes. It was the last spring of my youth. I heard the singing of birds in Beishan, and the low chirping of insects in South Street... Even the frogs in Lianchi Park were lowly chirping. It said: Quack, quack, quack... there were three fools... loved in a rush in the grass... loved..."

The melody of the prelude was touching, and Jiang Gezi was ashamed that he underestimated these three children, but their second stanza directly threw Jiang Gezi's emotion beyond the nine days...

He Mingchuan suddenly pressed ten fingers on the keyboard, followed by a loud duang!! ! !

They sang heartbreakingly together: "Oh...it was him in the first half of the night, it was him..."

He Mingchuan sang solo: "I'm still a virgin, bid farewell to my innocence, but! It's nothing! It's nothing!!"

Then, they shouted and sang together: "Oh! Meng Xiaojing pay back the money! Pay back the money!! And our most precious virgin! Virgin! Oh, we say goodbye, boy! Boy! Oh..."

"Get out!!!!!! Take your shit and get out!!!"

Angrily, Jiang Gezi threw out his slippers, and chased away the three dog meatballs who were not on the table.

His face was hot, and he walked into the tea booth pretending nothing happened for a long time.

Inside the tea booth, people were holding back their laughter.

Look at the banner pretending to read the banner.

Jiang Gezi sat down in shame, his buttocks hadn't even touched the seat yet, and suddenly another shout came from his ear.

Mr. Jiude suddenly stood up and shouted: "Bring a pen!"

Jiang Gezi was taken aback.

But seeing Li Kegong jumping up excitedly, he took out the pen from his body, opened the cap and fixed it, and then handed it over with trembling fingers.

Just like that, the old man lay there and started creating.

The surrounding people burst into tears.

Jiang Gezi is not an artist, and he doesn't understand why these people suddenly burst into tears.

He stretched out his hand, patted Li Kegong quietly, raised his chin and whispered to him, "What are they doing here?"

Li Kegong made a shush gesture, and after pulling Jiang Gezi outside, he took out a document from his arms and handed it to him, saying, "Your Excellency, this is a new document about the rectification of the old neighborhood in Changhui County. I'll send it to you as soon as I get it."

So fast?

It has only been a week since the death of the person.

From the looks of it, Kyushu's authority is still very powerful.

Jiang Gezi took the document and hastily flipped through a few pages. Then, he sent He Mingchuan to find his uncle and grandpa, and informed the old shopkeepers of each family to come to the tea booth. He had something to announce.

Just like that, the tea booth became quiet again, Jiang Gezi was reviewing the new regulations, Lei Chunyu and his fellow bureaucrats went to the wine stand on the old stage to buy some mugs of beer.

They were like this, no matter who they were, they did their own things.

Until night falls.

Deng Changnong and the others pulled out many wires from the stage, pulled out countless dim light bulbs, and hung them on the shelf over there.

On the open space, more than [-] round tables were spread out. Because everyone lives in different places, there are not many old shopkeepers here. However, the important Uncle Huang, Team Leader Xue, and Grandpa Duan went to the main table early.

Jiang Gezi looked back at Mr. Jiude who kept humming and revising, and said, "Mr., I have a meeting here. Don't disturb Mr.?"

Mr. Jiude raised his head and smiled indifferently and said, "It's okay, just go as you go, I've finished all the big work... Haha! Haha!"

It was obvious that he was in a good mood.

Jiang Gezi lit a cigarette, pulled out a wooden stake from the side, and sat down in front of several elderly people.

After he came out, the old man's face became tense.

Jiang Gezi smiled, and he handed out the document and said, "Come on! Don't worry about it, it's all over! It's all over!! Ladies and gentlemen, this is a new rule. Our house is back in your own hands. One thing, I'm afraid it won't work if I run the front house independently...

The official's yamen is unwilling to change it. After all, it is for Chang Hui's overall development. You guys have to understand this... However, the place where our back room is next to the Yuanbao River was given to me by the official. Personal management, then my personal opinion... In the future, each household will build a eaves for you according to the account number. As for what to sell?Our neighbors can figure it out... Let's discuss it later!So, in the end, I have an explanation with the neighbors about this matter. "

He patted Grandpa Duan on the shoulder with a smile and said, "I said, old man, I can sleep well tonight!"

Grandpa Duan was so happy that his hands were shaking.

He took the file, held it up high in front of the light bulb, and read it carefully.

The old man had bad eyesight, so he turned his face and called the fourth brother over, and read one by one to the neighbors.

Brother Duan's voice was not pleasant, but every time he read one, the neighbors cheered.

They yelled like this, but Jiang Gezi felt a little sad when he yelled.

This is someone else's house in the first place, and this is the way things should be done, but...why are they so happy and easily satisfied?

It's always that I don't give the old neighbors the highest face. After all, there are some things that they can't control now. In the future... It depends on how hard I work.

Anyway, he would not allow such a thing to happen in his third alley.

Brother Duan kept reading the rules three times before the old neighbor allowed him to stop and drink.

At this time, Jiang Gezi quietly ordered the privet tree to bring its branches back to the ground.

Just like that, the world that was blocked in front of him suddenly expanded infinitely, and the covered eyes could see far away again...

Everyone knew that without their own grandpa, this matter would not be so perfect, so when everyone was happy, they went to the pigeon one by one to thank him.

For Jiang Gezi, you can swear at him, and you can do whatever you want.

But it was awkward for him to accept so many gifts.

In this way, he coaxed and tricked him to drive most of the people away, and then he sat outside the tea booth by himself, chatting with Li Kegong who was standing on the side.

"Tell me, what great virtues has the emperor in the Golden Palace accumulated, and how simple her people are!"

Li Kegong replied dryly: "Yes!"

Jiang Gezi waved his hand, and He Mingchuan brought over two glasses of beer with a smile.

Jiang Gezi and Li Kegong each sat at the door and drank a cup.

Half a glass down, Jiang Gezi suddenly said: "There is one thing I am always dissatisfied with."

"What's the matter? Tell me, I think I can help you later, Zhouquan, Zhouquan... Maybe it will be done!"

"This...you really can't do it."

Li Kegong said loudly through his drunkenness: "You...you don't trust me anymore. Although the official is not talented, he is still acquainted. I dare not talk about other lands. Qi, Zhongzhou, and now our own Everywhere in the county is kind, you just talk about your business!"

Jiang Gezi smiled, pointed to his Laosanxiang and said, "I think my neighbors come and go in the main street of Laosanxiang! I hope that every shop operator here is a Its real owner, this is the truth in the world, but I have not won this truth for the neighbors, you say, can you give me comprehensive consideration for this?"

Li Kegong choked, his face flushed and he apologized and said: "Your Excellency, it's not...the construction of this art city, His Highness really didn't pay for what you saw from the surface...you are right! That's right! But think about it, a baker next to a sculpture studio, it's not ridiculous, isn't it..."

Jiang Gezi didn't speak, he just sighed slightly.

And after he sighed, he couldn't leave, and he was still whispering around, those neighbors who were happy not to want, all of a sudden shut up.

Their father, who has done so many good deeds, now feels guilty for this little disappointment, how can this be good?

After a long time, Uncle Huang stood up. After he came to Jiang Gezi and bowed deeply, he said with tears in his eyes, "Master Gan, that's enough! Satisfied! We are satisfied! It's done..." He turned and pointed The old neighbors said: "We...we are all satisfied to death, really, as long as our home is still there, we can face our ancestors and future generations, really! We are content..."

A few with shallow eye sockets sobbed softly when they heard what Uncle Huang said.

In any world, after all, everything can't be as expected!

At this point, the emperor can't do it, let alone a broken pole.

Jiang Gezi smiled wryly. He was about to say a few words of comfort, but he didn't want to. Mr. Jiu De's loud voice suddenly came from behind and said, "Hi! What am I supposed to do! What's so difficult about it?"