I was engaged in construction in ancient times

Crazy crazy, this group of people are crazy.

Fu Qianxi never imagined that Xie Yong, who meticulously inspected internal affairs every day and was identified by him as a running dog under Duan Shubai's name, was actually one of the first batch to be imprisoned in the military training camp for reform. The Warriors of the Little Black House...

What exactly did he go through during these days to make him change to this point.

"If I stay any longer, will I be like him?"

Fu Qianxi, who was cleaning the pigsty, looked at the pigsty and muttered to himself while sweeping the indescribable things on the ground.

In the past few days in the military training camp, Fu Qianxi learned a lot about the situation in Xinyang City. In Xinyang City, General Duan Shu and Bai Duan had absolute authority. Although the management of the city has many flaws, it has to be said that Duan Shubai, a general, managed Xinyang City like this, which is already very good.

Fu Qianxi heard about Yangzhou before, but the people are in dire straits, and thieves run everywhere.

His friends are all over the country. In such a chaotic world, Xuanzhou is already one of the cleanest places in the country. Compared with him, Xinyang City is also a thriving and peaceful town.

Fu Qianxi found that the residents of Xinyang City had a spirit of striving for progress. Xinyang City was just like his name, fresh and full of yang energy, as if it was always illuminated by the sun in spring.

"Actually, it's not bad in Xinyang City."

"Duan Shubai, although he is not a wise master, he is still a big devil with an undeveloped mind...a warrior with flaws all over his body, but in this situation, following him is still a bit of a future."

"Allegiance to him?"

A gentleman who knows current affairs is a gentleman, and the balance in Fu Qianxi's heart has been shaken.

Holding the broom, he looked at the big wild boar covered in rough hair beside him, and still had hopeful thoughts: When will Duan Shubai ask him to come out of the mountain?

With Fu Qianxi's ability, it is natural to see Xinyang City's omissions in terms of talents and management. To manage a city well, it is not possible to be safe and secure by relying on force.

The reason why Duan Shubai abducted him back from Xuanzhou, Fu Qianxi made a rough guess.

Duan Shubai wanted to invite him back to work!

Fu Qianxi thought that he was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, even if he was in the military training camp, Duan Shubai was also in the outside, to see who would compromise with whom first, what he wanted from himself, at least put down his body and invite him Bar?

"Young Master Fu, Duan sincerely asks you to stay in Xinyang City to assist in the great cause."

The above sentence is the correct way to hire counselors.

Drive him into the pigsty, what kind of person is this!

The big black and fat wild boar howled menacingly, as if urging Fu Qianxi to work swiftly and quickly, but Fu Qianxi was shocked by the loud noise and took a step back, covering his ears so angry that he wanted to throw the broom.

He never wanted to live like this again!

Fu Qianxi's expression was gloomy, it seemed that my son was going to surrender first.

He succumbed first, and the initiative completely fell on Duan Shubai, the big devil, and sighed up to the sky.

After Fu Qianxi finished sweeping the pigsty, he slipped back quickly and asked for paper and ink to rush to write, and wrote an article on the Twelve Treatises of Xinyang City overnight, and entrusted someone to give it to Duan Shubai the next day.

Early in the morning, Fu Qianxi couldn't sleep with the quilt in his arms. Ma Xiaoliu called him, "Aren't you getting up for a morning run?"

Fu Qianxi stuck out a hand from the bed and said quietly: "I have already sold myself as a piglet, now let me enjoy the life of a pig in advance."

Ma Xiaoliu: "..."

Sitting at home, Duan Shubai took the surrender letter sent by Fu Qianxi, flipped through it left and right, and said happily: "Yuhe, I can relax after a few days."

From now on, in Xinyang City, there will be one more big buffalo who is willing to work hard.

Xiao Yuhe brought a plate of wine and vegetables to the table and asked, "What's the matter?"

Duan Shubai smiled and helped him arrange the food and drink, "Fu Qianxi, that tough boy, wrote a book today and honestly surrendered to me. I thought that this person would have to work hard for a few more days before he surrendered. I didn't think so soon. Just submit obediently, tsk tsk."

"You've been tossing people into the military training camp for so long, and you're still ashamed to say so."

"Why am I embarrassed to say that, he scolded your husband, shouldn't he be taught a lesson?"

"It's enough to teach you a lesson for so many days. If you want people to work for you, you have to treat people better in the future."

"I know, I know." Duan Shubai nodded in response, and then he sniffed the wine in the glass: "This wine—" seems to have a fruity aroma.

"It's the plum wine I brewed when I first came to Yangcheng. It was buried in the Duanfu of Yangcheng. Someone dug it out a few days ago. I tasted it and it tasted good. It's been brewed successfully. Drink it and see if it works." It's not to your taste, and this sweet and sour lotus root is also what you want to order, the lotus root slices in the lotus pond are cooked, you eat your lotus root slices, don't think about my fish."

When Duan Shubai heard this, he felt guilty. He left Fulang in Yangcheng and ignored him. Fulang even made fruit wine for him. If he had the chance to go back now, he would definitely beat up the old man. Own.

He stood up with an apologetic smile, and invited his husband to sit down on a chair and have a good rest.

Plum wine is clear and delicious, with a pleasant fruity fragrance. Although the taste is not strong, it has a special flavor. Duan Shubai took the wine, added a piece of Fu Lang's special love appetizer, took Xiao Yuhe's hand, and said something A sweet little love story between husband and wife.

Xiao Yuhe picked up his chopsticks and ate a little from time to time.

"Ok?"

Duan Shubai noticed that after Xiao Yuhe ate a piece of sweet and sour lotus root slices, he couldn't stop, as if he had opened a floodgate. of sweet and sour lotus root.

Almost rounded out his appetizers.

Duan Shubai pushed the sweet and sour lotus root towards Xiao Yuhe, teasingly said: "I dug the lotus pond right back then, you also like to eat this kind of lotus root slices, I have seen your appetite in a few days It has not been very good all the time, but I didn’t expect that today’s sweet and sour lotus root slices suit your taste, put it in front of you, you can eat more.”

Xiao Yuhe wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and shoved the plate back with some embarrassment: "This is an appetizer specially made for you."

Duan Shubai pushed the plate in front of him again, took a sliced ​​lotus root and fed it to Xiao Yuhe himself: "You can eat it if you like it. Finally, seeing that your appetite has improved, my husband is also happy."

Xiao Yuhe nodded with a blushing face, opened his mouth and ate, his eyes twinkled with starlight: "I've been bored recently, I don't have much appetite, I just like to eat something sour to appetize."

Duan Shubai thought in his heart that this hot day has passed long ago, and the autumn wind brings coolness, so the weather is not boring, but his family Yuhe thinks that it is boring.

"Come on, eat more, my husband will feed you personally."

After submitting the letter of surrender, Fu Qianxi lay dead in the military training camp for a whole day, and was finally summoned by Duan Shubai.

Duan Shubai sat face to face with him in the side hall of the meeting hall. Duan Shubai took a look at the Mr. Fu who had gained six or seven catties in front of him. Compared with when they met in Xuanzhou, his appearance had changed a lot. Almost unrecognizable, his body has become straighter, his body has become stronger, his temperament is no longer down-to-earth, and his whole body is filled with the look of a wild boar raised by them in captivity.

Sure enough, after going to the military training camp to reform, people are different.

Duan Shubai thought to himself, if this person stays in the military training camp for another year or two, he can directly join their ranks as a general after he comes out.

Duan Shubai threw a small notebook in front of Fu Qianxi, and said with a smile: "Have you decided? In the future, you will stay under the general's command and serve the cause of Xinyang City with all your heart?" The tone of the two words.

"If you still hesitate, I can give you a few more days to go back and think about it."

"No." Fu Qianxi picked up the notebook, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said resolutely and decisively, "General Duan, I have made a decision. From now on, you will be Qianxi's swearing allegiance to the death." .”

"Okay." Duan Shubai nodded with a slight smile, patted him on the shoulder, and praised him sweetly with a stick: "The Twelve Treatises on New Yangcheng you wrote has good content and good writing. The general is very optimistic about you, and you will manage the internal affairs together with the general in the future."

"I've had someone prepare a brand new house for you. If you want to move something in, just call someone to help you."

Fu Qianxi has nothing to love: In the military training camp, what else do I have to commemorate?

"See if that position is there, it will be your office in the future."

Duan Shubai pointed to the rectangular table next to him.

Fu Qianxi picked up the small book that Duan Shubai had personally approved for his appointment, and he was in charge of the right hall of the Xinyang City Deliberation Hall. What the hell kind of position is this?

"The general's handwriting is not bad." It's different from what Fu Qianxi imagined before. Those who wield knives and guns, a little culture is good. How can we expect him to write good handwriting, even if he is well-behaved? The ordinary fonts can barely boast.

Fu Qianxi was really surprised, his future master seemed to be a little more educated than he imagined.

Duan Shubai's eyes lit up, and he praised sincerely: "You are really talented."

Fu Qianxi: "???"

At this time Zhang Changle walked in, glanced at Fu Qianxi, and looked at him with "you are lucky" eyes: Fortunately, you have never seen the general's original font.

After Fu Qianxi received the letter of appointment, Duan Shubai didn't let him go to work immediately, the big devil was very generous and considerate and asked him to go back to pack his things first, rest for a night and then come back to work.

Fu Qianxi moved out of the military training camp, smiling so hard that his teeth could not see his teeth. To celebrate this day of universal celebration, he drank a whole night of wine. If there is wine, he is a mother!

He no longer has to sweep the floor, water, dig pits, grow vegetables, clean up the pigsty, run around in circles, stand and leap and leapfrog to do housework!

Duan Shubai sat on the main seat, and watched Fu Qianxi leave with a straight face. When Fu Qianxi's back completely disappeared, he laughed and swept all the documents stacked on the table to the ground, and turned over and sat on the table. The table and boots were swinging in mid-air, and he picked up the wine bag and took a sip of wine.

His fingers flicked across the table, and he turned to look at Zhang Changle: "Changle, our hard days are completely over!"

Zhang Changle was not so happy, and reminded: "General, there is only one more person, Fu Qianxi, so many official duties, how can I finish it?"

At most, the general of his family can be lazy once in a while, he Lao Zhang, he still has to work as hard as he should.

miserable.

Duan Shubai let out a burst of laughter, jumped off the table, ran to Zhang Changle's side, put his shoulders on his shoulders and said, "Are you stupid, from now on all the trivial official duties will be handed over to Fu Qianxi."

"Leave it all to him?" Zhang Changle could swallow a walnut with his mouth open, but Fu Qianxi just scolded the general a few times, asking whether the general should be so cruel to him.

Duan Shubai took it for granted, "Of course."

"You are not afraid that he will give up his burden and quit."

Duan Shubai snorted and said, "Is there any reason to go out after boarding the pirate ship? Then he can only fall into the sea."

"Changle, just wait and see, with the first Fu Qianxi, there will naturally be a second, third, and fourth... You and I are liberated!"

The next day, when Fu Qianxi was on duty, his little body, which had finally gained some flesh, was almost crushed to death by the mountain of official duties. He only knew that the management of Xinyang City was chaotic, but he didn't expect it to be like this. It's too complicated, public and private fields are intertwined and intertwined, and Yangcheng's taxation and household registration management are completely messed up.

Let's not talk about these, there are all kinds of trivial matters.

"What? Let me handle it all??" Fu Qianxi yelled in disbelief.

What do you want him to do?

I asked the general where he was, and said that he took people to a nearby mountain for field training. I asked Deputy General Zhang, but he couldn't find him, let alone the other captains.

Zhi Yongjun: "Huh? I don't know a few words."

Fu Qianxi: "..."

He admits it.

It seems that he overestimated himself before, thinking that he was a happy little piggy, but in fact, he was regarded as a hardworking buffalo.

How could he have escaped from the devil's lair? He obviously boarded another big thief ship from a small thief ship. A mountain of official business was waiting to be dealt with on his shoulders, and there was no one around to help... Fu Qianxi was buried in his official duties, Imagine the future, if it goes on like this day by day, he will die of overwork sooner or later.

No, he had to find a way.

A dead fellow is not a poor one, so Fu Qianxi decided to write a letter and find a good friend to help.

Just do what you say, Fu Qianxi took a pen and paper and wrote a series of letters using the Spring and Autumn brushwork. The content is roughly like this: I found a master in Yangzhou to whom I will be loyal all my life. Come and take a look here! Good mountains, good water, good politics, clear and bright people, sincere and kind, come here to realize your political ambitions, etc.

"One ring after another, I'm in a trap." Fu Qianxi sealed the envelope with emotion. He had no choice but to follow the bandit leader to help the evildoers.

Fu Qianxi sent someone to send these letters to Xuanzhou.

Knowing this, Duan Shubai nodded in satisfaction, attached Xiao Yuhe's family letter to his mother, and hurriedly ordered someone to send it.

"A hen that can lay eggs is a good chicken."

In Nanqing Mansion of Xuanzhou, a place three miles outside the city is full of chrysanthemums. Clusters of chrysanthemums are blooming in Ao Shuang, dotted with stars, shining like gold, which makes people feel proud.

Shi Chuoyi, a famous scholar in Nanqing, is a flower lover. He likes spring most in his life and enjoys all kinds of flowers. But this autumn, when thousands of flowers are withered, he can't help but feel depressed. He casually walks in the brilliant golden, drinking tea and admiring the chrysanthemums.

He met a Mr. Cheng Haixiang Cheng at the flower viewing banquet, and the two chatted with each other.

It is said that Mr. Cheng used to be the son of Cheng Tingwei's family in the capital. Cheng Tingwei was implicated in the case of Uncle Guo and was demoted. He returned to Xuanzhou to be a small local official.

Mr. Cheng is depressed and frustrated.

"Mr. Shi, look how beautiful the flowers are blooming here!"

Changed from a handsome young man in the capital to a nobody in Xuanzhou, without a good family background, and because he was implicated in the case of the uncle of the country, he could not stay in the capital as an official. Cheng Haixiang was also depressed, holding his beautiful concubine all day long. Have fun drinking at home.

Today I was invited here to attend the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet. The elegant banquet has always been the favorite place for a self-proclaimed elegant literati like Cheng Haixiang. Appreciating flowers, drinking wine, composing poems for pleasure, and indulging in elegance can relieve boredom.

What made Cheng Haixiang even more happy was that he unexpectedly met Mr. Shi Chuoyi at the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet, which was truly a blessing in his life, and he couldn't help but rush to exchange a few more words with Mr. Shi.

"Mr. Shi, today Haixiang and Mr. had a very happy conversation, and I really can't bear to part. Why don't Mr. come to Haixiang's house for a small gathering tomorrow, and Haixiang will definitely serve Meiji singing and dancing and good wine."

Shi Chuoyi frowned halfway. The young man was indulging in sensuality. He should have dissuaded him, but he is not a troublesome person, and he has no friendship with this Mr. Cheng, so he didn't need to bother himself, "No need, I Tomorrow we will travel far.”

"Travel?" Cheng Haixiang asked curiously, "Would you like to ask where you want to go?"

"I was invited to Yangzhou by a friend." Shi Chuoyi smiled on the ground, he was really curious about what kind of place Yangzhou was that could force Fu Qianxi to write such a strange and unpredictable letter .

"Yangzhou?" Cheng Haixiang chewed on these two familiar words.

If he remembers correctly, his beautiful little cousin Xiao Yuhe is in Yangzhou now, and his husband-in-law is Duan Shubai, the prefect of Yangzhou, a reckless man with mud legs.

Thinking of this incident, Cheng Haixiang couldn't help but sigh with regret.

Xiao Yuhe is the most beautiful couple in the capital.

There are few twins in the world, and Xiao Yuhe is the best of the twins, but in the end it just... just made it easier for Duan Shubai, a martial artist who doesn't know what to do.

Cheng Haixiang married He Zhishan, the daughter of Mr. He's family, as his main wife, but he still never forgets Xiao Yuhe. In his opinion, it is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. It's a pity that although women's taste is beautiful, Shuang'er's taste is even more special.

He had tasted a shuanger in the small restaurant before...

Thinking of Xiao Yuhe's appearance, he was not only shaken.

That appearance, that figure——

Xiao Yuhe is a piece of beautiful jade, so it should be handled carefully in the hands of romantic talents like them.

Cheng Haixiang made a decision almost instantly: "Mr. Shi, I will also go to Yangzhou with you."

With Fu Qianxi joining, Duan Shubai finally freed up more time to deal with other things. After completing the population task of 500 people last time, he sent people to build brick kilns. The brick houses given by the system The design drawings have also been thoroughly researched by the craftsmen. The population growth rate of Xinyang City is too fast, and the brick and tile houses are not as fast as the wooden houses that can be built quickly, so his house building plan is temporarily shelved.

During this period of time, the brick kiln factory has produced a lot of bricks, and now he has time and leisure, and he just leads people to try to build a planned brick house.

The house type of this kind of house is not much different from that of a wooden house, and it is also a two-story villa style.

After laying the foundation, the construction can start. After the population of Xinyang City increases, the efficiency of doing things will also increase greatly.

Duan Shubai plans to lead people to build a school with bricks first. Xinyang City has developed to this day, and there should be a school to teach and educate people. They not only need to dig talents from outside, but also create talents themselves.

His illiterate soldiers should also learn some culture.

While building the school, Duan Shubai also sent people to Xuanzhou to recruit some poor scholars to serve as teachers.

Duan Shubai took the lead in building the school, and the people in Xinyang City followed to watch the fun, discussing after dinner.

"See, the general is leading people to build a school!"

"School? What's that?"

"I heard that it is a private school that can teach our children to read and write."

"Can those of us who farm the land also be able to read?"

"It is said that after it is built, it will allow us to attend classes for free."

"Really? I don't know how to write my own name yet. If you can teach me how to read, then I will definitely learn it."

"Our general is too kind. Not only did he keep us from starving, but he also found someone to teach us how to read!"

"Seeing that they are so tired of repairing the house, I will go forward and move a brick."

"I'm going to bring some water to the general."

"What's the use? You brought water to the general. Didn't you see our general's wife coming?"

Xiao Yuhe wiped Duan Shubai's sweat with a handkerchief, and Duan Shubai let him move, drank most of the pot of water, and wiped his mouth with his sleeve casually: "Don't wipe it, anyway, I will sweat later." It also comes out that it’s useless to wipe it off.”

"Why is it useless? Help you wipe off the sweat, mud and dust, at least it will make you feel better now."

Duan Shubai smiled, leaned closer and said in a low voice, "Thank you Fulang, if I didn't smell like sweat, I would really like to kiss you."

Xiao Yuhe scolded him: "You still have to be shameless, saying such... things in public."

Duan Shubai chuckled: "This is the truth from my heart."

Xiao Yuhe pushed him away with one hand, and scolded with a smile: "You smell of sweat, stay away from me, your clothes—"

Duan Shubai's clothes were already covered with dust and mud, and some places might have been scratched a few holes. He patted the dust on the hem of the black clothes casually, and said to Xiao Yu: "The old clothes I wore on purpose, If it’s dirty or torn, I don’t need to mend it, when I wash it, I can just wash it by myself, just shake it in the water, it’s always going to get dirty.”

"No wonder I don't see you wearing the clothes I made, turning out the old clothes."

"I don't want to waste the clothes Fu Lang made with his own hands."

Xiao Yuhe looked into his eyes and said earnestly, "If you wear the clothes I made, what you do is not a waste."

Duan Shubai just felt itchy all over his body, a ball of fire rushed in his body, looked at Xiao Yuhe, and said helplessly: "You say such things again, I really can't help but want to kiss you."

Xiao Yuhe squeezed his sleeves, lowered his eyes slightly: "Why don't you kiss me, I'll go back and take a bath."