Chapter 1096 Changping County Lord 44
Now the three gloating men looked at this guy with envy. Going to the palace to protect the maid was much more leisurely than here.
You must know that there are many people in the princess's mansion, so of course you already know where they are hiding. After all, the palace is a small household, so vigilance is not that strong, not to mention that there is only one person, so the pressure is much less. I can get an extra five taels of silver per month from this job, which is really cool.
Xining reminded: "Go and get it now. Let them divide the five taels of silver from the archery lessons here. It can be regarded as a reward for you to copy one."
Crows and a string of ellipses flew over the four people's heads again... The county leader had thought too much, too carefully.
Xining turned around and said with a smile: "When you go back, think about whether you can arrange things at home. Also talk to the brothers who work shifts. It's okay to stay here anyway. Do some errands for me by the way and get more." With money, when I stop working in the future, I can buy a few more acres of land and live a better life.”
Four dead soldiers... County Lord, you have thought too much.
So a dead man first ran to Butler Xiao to talk about Yue Yin.
Suddenly, a dead man covered in black jumped down, startling Butler Xiao. Then he talked about the money and said it was promised by the county lord.
Could it be robbery? In broad daylight, in the county lord's mansion, robbing five taels of silver?
Steward Xiao doubtfully took the written staff salary ledger to the county boss. When he saw the county boss swipe his pen, the money was sealed. Only then did I believe that this dead soldier had been bribed. Ah, bah, he was recruited.
It doesn't seem like... well, he was hired. The dead man monitors the county lord full-time, and helps the county lord protect Miss Wang and the four maids as a side job.
The dead man arrived at the palace, found an opportunity, and handed the notice written by the county magistrate to Hua'er.
After picking up the painting and reading it, he lit it with a candle on the table and said softly to the deceased: "Thank you for your work."
The dead man took out a wooden whistle and gave it to her: "If there is danger, blow it and I will appear." After that, he jumped out of the window and ran away.
Hua'er curled her lips: "If you don't leave the door, you have to jump out of the window."
Miss Wang, who had been by her side, was deeply moved: "The county master has really been kind to me. I will repay you in any way I can from now on."
Hua'er burned the strips of cloth and poured the remaining ashes into a nearby flower pot.
Someone outside shouted: "Mr. Zhong is here!"
Miss Wang immediately became happy. In order for her to learn painting better, the county boss assigned his maids to serve her. In order to avoid words, Mr. Wang also knew that he owed this eldest daughter these years, so he sent someone to invite the best gentleman.
The best gentleman in the county is naturally the Confucian scholar Huang Bing.
After bringing a few calligraphy and paintings over, Huang Bing said that his brushwork was slightly lacking, but it was rare and valuable that self-study could do the same, so he sent his proud disciple Zhong Shuo over to let Miss Wang lay the foundation first.
Although Zhong Shuo is young and unmarried. But his character is notoriously pedantic, and he is simply a piece of wood.
It is said that someone wanted to tease him and invite him to dinner. After entering the small private room, I called a singer, and then the door closed and they all left.
After having a bowl of tea and chatting happily for a while, we went back to watch some jokes.
As a result, Zhong Shuo stood there alone and gave a lecture on benevolence, justice and morality, while the heavily made-up singer held her head in her hands and almost fell asleep next to her.
He is an average-looking person and is pedantic, which really makes him suffer from such good calligraphy and painting.
So don't worry if you let him teach painting. It would never be the case if it were anyone else.
Miss Wang immediately responded: "Hurry up and ask Mr. Zhong to come in."
Zhong Shuo walked in and sat down on his knees. Miss Wang also knelt down and sat down. The two of them faced each other, but there was a translucent curtain between them.
This is what Zhong Shuo requires. First, there must be a curtain in the middle; second, no one can be interrupted in the room; third, if there is anything, it must be delivered by others. Why can’t such a gentleman make people feel at ease?
"Mr. Zhong, this is what I drew yesterday. See if there is any progress!" Miss Wang handed the drawing paper to Hua'er.
After Hua'er took it, he walked to the other side and spread his hands on the table: "Mr. Zhong, please!"
Zhong Shuo looked at the painting carefully: "It's a little better than the previous two days, but it's too stiff here and there are traces of alteration. Miss Wang's brush strokes are too hard every time she draws the bends."
I picked up the pen, dipped some ink in it, and began to modify it on the canvas.
The painting looked at it carefully from the side, and it turned out to be very good. After this change, it was immediately better than before.
After the changes were completed, Hua'er took the painting to Miss Wang and let her see it.
Miss Wang couldn't help but beam with joy and nodded repeatedly.
Zhong Shuo had already painted another big rooster and asked the painter to send it to him: "This rooster pays attention to the tail. Miss Wang should try to figure it out."
Although the rooster holds its head high and its tail raised high, its tail feathers are still softly curved.
So Miss Wang immediately started drawing according to the drawing. After the drawing was completed, she asked the drawing to be taken over to Zhong Shuo for correction. In this way, the paintings were passed around.
When the waiting was almost over, Miss Wang said: "I pulled out the fairy picture drawn by my mother and asked Mr. Zhong to look at it and comment on it."
Zhong Shuo saluted after taking it: "Where! I don't deserve the word "comment". If Mrs. Wang was not a housewife, her paintings would be comparable to those of a first-class painter. It's a pity that we have no chance to meet each other. Miss Wang's painting style is already three-thirds similar. I hope that Miss Wang will work hard and take time to achieve something.”
Miss Wang responded with mixed emotions: "Thank you, Mr. Zhong!"
When I went to see Zhong Shuo off, Hua'er was three steps away. As long as she gets close, Zhong Shuo will avoid her intentionally or unintentionally.
This man is really a gentleman, but it's a pity that he looks too average. None of his facial features are prominent, and his figure is neither tall nor short, extremely average.
Hua'er couldn't help but think of Zhang Liao. If Zhong Shuo looked half as good as Zhang Liao, he would be more popular with women in the boudoir than Zhang Liao.
One month later, Xiao Zhan came back.
Not only did he bring bamboo, he also brought iron ingots.
This time, instead of loading pond mud to prevent the lotus roots from deteriorating, iron ingots were bought to pressurize the boat.
Xining looked at the number of iron ingots and couldn't help but nodded: "That's a lot, not bad."
Continuous running around made Xiao Zhan lose a lot of weight and his skin became tanned. He replied: "There happens to be a batch of iron ingots. I think they are of good quality, so I want them all. I don't know if they are going to be put into the warehouse or what they are going to be used for."
Xining turned and asked loudly: "Does anyone know that casting arrows is more or less a private weapon?"
Xiao Zhan was stunned. Are you trying to make an arrow?
Then I heard a male voice outside reply loudly: "Report to the County Lord, if it exceeds 100, it will be regarded as privately making weapons, and it will be considered as conspiracy to rebel."
Xiao Zhan continued to be stunned, who is this person?
"That's it..." Xining scratched his scalp: "What about making it and selling it to the people?"
After a while, the man replied: "If the blacksmith shop makes Orion's arrowheads, there is no penalty for making less than ten arrowheads at a time. It is compliant!"
"That's enough!" Xining immediately ordered: "There is a blacksmith shop on the street where I bought it. Just let them cast arrowheads and sell them to the people. Each person is limited to ten. One arrow per coin, but they are not allowed to take them out of the county."
(End of chapter)