"You dead girl, are you still joking with me?" Although Li Guancha is a Xu official who can't be on the stage, he is also a familiar role in the area of Caijia Lane. How can you let a little girl be scolded by name? With a wave of his hand, he ordered viciously: "What are you doing in a daze?" Arrest her, the surname Fang doesn't give money, and let his daughter pay the bill! ”

A few white servants grinned and wanted to surround them. Qiaoqiao's mother hurriedly protected her daughter and begged bitterly.

The stall owner was anxious and wanted to step forward to protect his daughter, but was pulled away by two white servants.

The old commander couldn't stand it, got up to block the white servants, and said to the Li Guancha: "Nine days, the neighbors in the street, just collect a stall of silver, as for this?" ”

"Old Yutou, you don't meddle with your business." Li Guancha didn't have much to say about the old chief, and said with a dark face: "The eldest master got angry this morning, and if he doesn't collect all the money today, he will beat the old man tomorrow!" ”

Although the old chief has the word 'long', he is only the head of ten households, and he has no power, no power and no name. If other officials respect him, they can't help it. Seeing that Li Jiutian didn't give face at all, he was there, quite embarrassed.

"He shouldn't be taxed!" The old man on the side suddenly said coldly: "According to the rules, the stall tax is only collected from store vendors. The old man has been in Nanjing for so many years, and he has never heard of the tax charged to the breakfast stall! ”

"Old man Zhao, you are a dead soldier, chewing words here! When you are still the imperial history of Tianxian in your mouth! Li Jiutian rolled his eyes, took out the ticket card of Shangyuan County from his arms and said: "Lao Tzu only listens to the eldest master, how the eldest master says to collect, he has to pay it!" ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the two old men and teased: "If you two want to take care of this idle matter, you can, pay five taels of silver for him, I won't say a word, get out immediately." ”

"This ......" two old men who eat porridge all day long, how can they take out five taels of silver?

Just as I didn't know what to do, a shiny thing flew over and smashed on Li Jiutian's body.

Got a hidden weapon?

Li Jiutian subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it, but saw that it was an ingot of five taels of official silver.

He followed the trajectory of the silver and saw a young man with his back to him, who was eating porridge slowly with a bowl in his hand.

"What are you doing? Get out of here......"

I only listened to the young man's quiet words, and I didn't even look at him.

"The mood of drinking porridge is ruined."

"Hey......" Li Jiutian held the silver and stared at him, but seeing that the young man was dressed in a brocade robe and had a jade pendant sachet hanging from his waist, even if he was sitting in this tattered mess, he couldn't hide his outstanding temperament. I don't know which son's private visit is micro-service, how dare he be easily offended by a little official?

"Get out!"

At this moment, a loud shout exploded in his ears, and the fierce and vicious Gao Wu finally held back the word.

Gao Wu is strong in martial arts, he has killed Japanese robbers as a soldier, and he has a violent temper, Li Jiutian does not dare to provoke easily. Seeing that he actually acted as a bodyguard for the young man, he was even more sure that he had provoked someone he couldn't afford to provoke, so he changed his face and said with a smile on his face:

"This son forgave me, but it was really the Nanhu Department who suddenly urged the tax arrears over the years, and the eldest master had no choice but to apportion it. Our Lao Li is not forced to be in a hurry, and he will not be so unkind. ”

"......" Zhao Hao originally wanted to scold him. When I heard this, I couldn't help but stop talking, it turned out that it was still for the old man's shortfall. Now he couldn't be justified anymore, so he nodded and continued to eat his porridge silently.

"Don't disturb my son's meal." Li Jiutian hurriedly nodded while beckoning Bai Gong to let go of the stall owner, and walked away.

After the officials got out, the stall owner and his wife hurriedly thanked Zhao Hao.

"Don't thank me, this is Fang Wen's salary in advance." Zhao Hao smiled faintly, stood up and smiled at the woman: "Fang Cai, the stall owner has agreed to let Ling Lang be a scholar for his father for three years." ”

The woman was slightly stunned, and the stall owner hurriedly leaned into her ear and whispered. The woman's heart was full of joy, she didn't say anything to agree, and asked her son to kowtow to Zhao Hao.

"Then you don't have to, it's not my scholar." Zhao Hao turned sideways and did not accept his big salute.

The stall owner and his wife thanked the elder and the old man again, thanking them for their righteousness.

The old man said: "We are two old and decayed, but we just rely on the old and sell the old." Once people don't buy it, they can only catch blind. ”

That Old Master Zhao also nodded silently, obviously he had just been broken by that Li Jiutian Dao, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Hao smiled and saluted him again: "It turns out that my father-in-law is also surnamed Zhao, maybe it was a family five hundred years ago." ”

"Hehe, there are many people with the surname Zhao, it may not be a ......" Mr. Zhao has always been kind to Zhao Hao, and at this time he actually took Qiao away.

Zhao Hao smiled disapprerovingly. What he cares more about is Li Guancha's words, this gray-haired and unremarkable old man is actually a miserable imperial history, and the first name here is not small......

But Mr. Zhao obviously didn't want to talk about it, so he had to press it down and not mention it first.

Everyone helped the Fang family clean up the stall, and Zhao Hao asked the old leader to hire more bricklayers on his behalf, so that they could go to his house to work later. After giving the gift away, they went home.

The coincidence seemed to be frightened, and remained silent, not saying a word from beginning to end.

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When I got home, the carriage that delivered the furniture had arrived, and more than a dozen large pieces of furniture pulled three large carriages.

The high-speed railsmith is inspecting the goods there.

"You've knocked off the paint on this table leg......"

"How is the wood of the bed board different from the head of the bed?"

"There was such a big bump on the table, and it burst in a few days. I see that you have the intention of deceiving people, so you might as well pull it back......"

Although he is a blacksmith, how vicious are the eyes of a pair of guns? Where there are bumps, where there are defects, he can see at a glance.

The boss who personally escorted the furniture was red-faced by him, but he couldn't refute it. He took the initiative to refund two taels of silver as the cost of repairing the furniture by the buyer.

This operation made Zhao Hao very satisfied, but he didn't expect the old blacksmith to have the potential to be a housekeeper......

When the furniture boss who wanted to cry without tears and shouted that this transaction was in vain left, the paving bricks purchased by Zhao Hao arrived again.

The bricks were of high quality and solid, but the high-speed railsmiths did not find any fault. This made the old man Gao, who was full of energy and ready to make persistent efforts, feel quite unhappy.

The old man stood by the well and instructed the workers to put a stack of floor tiles neatly in the corner of the wall.

Gao Wu is a simple character, and he even helped lift the bricks. I saw that he could move bricks for three people at a time, and the small workers were dumbfounded.

Zhao Hao was still watching from the side at first, but after a while, he felt that it was not interesting, so he casually asked the high-speed railman: "Uncle, where did Uncle Zhao come from?" I think he's a bit extraordinary. ”

"Hey, Childe really asked the right person, the old man and he have been in the barracks for several years."

The high-speed railsmith was interested, so he didn't care about those who moved bricks, and whispered to Zhao Hao and gossiped: "Actually, he was originally a two-list jinshi, served as a magistrate, and worked in imperial history, but later I didn't know who he offended, so he was assigned to serve in the army...... At first, it was said that it was in Longchangyi, Guizhou, but later someone helped, so it was easy to transfer to the rear guard of the government army. ”

"Is it really the Imperial History?" Zhao Hao got confirmation from the high-speed railsmith, and slowly nodded and asked, "Do you know his name?" ”

"It seems, it seems, it's called ......" The high-speed railman pondered for a moment and said, "Zhao Jin, right?" ”

"Zhao Jin?" Zhao Hao touched his chin and pondered for a moment, patted the high-speed railman's thigh and said, "I know who he is!" ”

"Who is he?" The high-speed railman asked curiously.

"He's Zhao Jin." Zhao Hao blinked, smiling and confused.

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