Jiading Bofu.

In the backyard of Bofu, a lot of precious evergreen plants and trees are planted in the garden, and the plants and trees are trimmed very carefully, but in the middle of the yard, an old man who is about 50 years old is doing things that make a big difference.

"T, you lazy, go pick up the mud!"

Jiading Bo Zhou Kui was dressed in coarse linen clothes, and he didn't even wear a crown on his head, but he just inserted a hairpin at random, and a brick knife flew up and down in his hand, skillfully building a brick on the baseline.

A subordinate responded and hurriedly took the reconciled cement and put it in front of Jiading Bo Zhou Kui.

The wall had been built more than half a person high, and Jia Dingbo felt a little tired, so he took a towel from his subordinate and wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Oh, I'm getting old, I'm afraid this ability to support a family is going to be lost!" Jia Dingbo wiped the brick knife in his hand and sighed.

Jiadingbo's front teeth bulged outward, and the typical big buck teeth of later generations, speaking leaky, sounded a little weird.

"Master, are you the ruler of the dynasty, or the uncle of the Ming Dynasty, where do you still need to do this dirty and tiring work, this cold day, you should go back to the room to rest!" The housekeeper patted the ass at the right time.

"You know a hammer, this is the old man's ability to pass on my family, how can I lose it?" Zhou Kui became angry when he heard it.

If he didn't have this brick knife, how would he raise a pair of children? How did his daughter become the queen of the Ming Dynasty?

"Yes, yes, yes, the master taught me." The housekeeper hurriedly apologized, but he was a little speechless in his heart.

Jiading Bo's family, since the Holy Ascended the throne 17 years ago, got the name of this earl, and bought land and shops on a large scale, and now 17 years have passed, and there are countless acres and shops, and the family has already been rich.

Other courtiers had wealth at home, and in order to hide people's eyes, they would always dress plainly when they went out, and when they were at home, they would return to fine clothes and food.

But Zhou Kui is different, not only is he wearing shabby and washed white clothes when he is outside, but he is also at home.

And not only is he frugal, but he is also harsh on the servants and housekeepers in the house, and if he makes a slight mistake, he will be deducted from the moon.

In the words of later generations, Zhou Pai skin, iron rooster also.

Therefore, if it weren't for an in-depth understanding of his people and his family's assets, Zhou Kui would give everyone the impression that this national abbot is very poor!

Zhou Kui has no bad habits, except for slamming the door, that is, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, cold and summer, night and day to build the wall!

Outsiders naturally couldn't move, and they didn't dare to invite him to be a plasterer, so there was no way, so Lao Zhou opened up such a place in his backyard.

Every day, the bricks are demolished, the bricks are demolished, and the years are endless.

"Steward Cao, have you checked the accounts of the shops in the capital? How much money did you earn us last month? Zhou Kui took the coat from the butler's hand, draped it over his shoulders, and said casually.

"Old man......"

"Dad, something happened!" Before Steward Cao could speak, a man about thirty years old and dressed in a brocade cotton jacket ran from the outer courtyard.

"Ouch, I said dogs, they're such big people, and they're so reckless, don't fall!

Tear your clothes, and have to make new ones, you loser! Zhou Kui saw his son Zhou Huairen coming in a hurry, and muttered.

"Dad, I'm in my thirties, why do you still call me a dog, I'm a dignified uncle!" Zhou Huairen's face was unhappy, his father was really dirty.

"Whew! Isn't this all called getting used to, what's the matter? It's so hot! Zhou Kuiman didn't care.

Uncle Guo, you are still the uncle of the country! The dog has barked for so many years, and how smooth it is.

"The charcoal shop in our Xicheng was smashed! He was also blackmailed with three thousand taels of silver! Three thousand taels, Dad! When Zhou Huairen said silver two, he accentuated his tone.

"What? Who is so bold as to dare to smash our Guozhang's shop? Zhou Kui was furious when he heard it, smashing the shop was a trivial matter, and he felt sorry for the three thousand taels of silver that had been scolded.

That's three thousand taels, how many brick houses are enough to buy?

"Who else can there be, who in this capital doesn't know that there is a queen mother in our family, it is that An Guohou!

It was he who smashed our shop and blackmailed us for money! Zhou Huairen said angrily.

"The shopkeeper didn't tell anyone, are we the king?" Although Zhou Kui stayed at home, he knew the name of An Guohou, and I heard that this kid is now extremely favored by the saints.

"Why didn't you say it, An Guohou's kid didn't stop when he heard it, but even more raging, the three thousand taels of silver were deliberately added by listening to our name, and that kid deliberately couldn't get along with our Zhou family, Dad!"

Zhou Huairen said heartbreakingly, although he is the uncle of the country, he has no ability, but he was favored by his sister and got a job in the Governor's Mansion.

If it was an ordinary person, Zhou Huairen would naturally take someone out to destroy it, but An Guohou, who was his top boss in the Governor's Mansion, was a ruthless man who had killed people, and he couldn't afford to provoke him!

If you abruptly run to the palace to complain to the queen, you will inevitably be ridiculed by your sister again.

Therefore, after Zhou Huairen weighed the pros and cons with Xin'er, he still decided to come to his father to complain.

Although his father is a scumbag, he is a dignified father-in-law, the queen's father! If my sister doesn't give him face, my father's face must be given, right?

Now that her own father is being bullied like this, how can she, as a daughter, be hard-hearted?

"This An Guohou doesn't take our Guozhang in his eyes! It's just unreasonable, I'm so angry with our old man! Zhou Kui was really furious after hearing this.

"No, we have to go to the palace now and ask our daughter for justice!" Zhou Kueva didn't want the knife either, swiped it on the ground, and walked towards the house.

"Dog, you go with your dad too! Hurry up and change into court clothes! Zhou Kui has always known that his daughter, for the sake of state affairs, the six relatives did not recognize it, because he was worried that he would not be strong enough, and said to the son behind him.

"Oh, okay!" Zhou Huairen immediately responded, he hadn't been to the palace for a long time.

"No, there's no need to change clothes, let's just wear old clothes to the past, our family is poor!"

……

Liu Hong gradually came out of the Jinyi Guard Yamen, still in a very unhappy mood, but there was nowhere to vent, so he took Niu Zhuang and rode a fast horse to the Qianhu station.

The former Japanese armament institute hurried to complete the production of the rifle ahead of schedule under the supervision of Schulz, who was also impatient.

The first batch of 3,000 guns was delivered to the Wansui Mountain Thousand Households as soon as possible, and Liu Hongjian also transferred Schultz to the Thousand Households and served as one hundred households.

The young people of the Qianhu Institute were getting new firearms, and they were all stepping up to adapt to them, and Schultz was busy teaching the soldiers of the Qianhe Institute to use the firearms, and the guns in the barracks were bursting, and the training was very happy.

"Well, good practice!" Liu Hong gradually saw the rows of teenagers each engrossed in raising their guns to shoot, and praised.

When everyone saw that the boss was coming, they all stopped their movements and came to salute.

"But it's not enough to practice marksmanship, the power of a gun is always not enough, how can you resist Jiannu's iron horse!

Schultz, have you ever heard of a rifle array? ”

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