[It's really going to be a life, and I didn't finish writing it until half past three. 】

Han Gang didn't know about the current troubles of his father-in-law and eldest brother in Lu Dao Jingzhong, and he was now receiving his second uncle.

Big New Year,. Even if they want to meet, it is Han Gang's son-in-law who goes to the capital to meet his father-in-law and mother-in-law. But Wang Yi finally had the news of her pregnancy, and was ordered by Han Gang to report to her father-in-law's house in Tokyo City, and after Wang Anshi and his wife heard it, they immediately asked Wang to visit with a bunch of nourishing medicinal herbs regardless of whether it was the New Year or not.

Han Gang personally welcomed Wang Bei into the palace, asked his parents-in-law how they were well, and set up a banquet to entertain him. In the evening, Han Gang arranged for Wang to sleep in the side courtyard, and when he returned to the room, Wang Yi still lit candles and sat at the table without sleeping.

"Why don't you sleep yet?" After Han Gang came in, he asked, pregnant women need to rest more.

Wang Yi turned around and handed over a letter.

Han Gang held the letter paper, a little confused: "This is ......"

"It's a private letter from my mother to the slave family."

“…… Did you say something that you couldn't give Zhong Yuan Zhilu? Han Gang immediately understood.

Nowadays, some of the letters sent by the trustee are sealed, and some are not sealed. However, it is impossible to paint the letters brought by the family. Wang Yan's letter to Han Gang may be read by Wang Bian. But the letter written by the Wu family to his daughter, Wang Bei would not have the heart to read it.

"It's still a matter of the second brother and the second sister-in-law." Wang Yi's voice was melancholy.

Han Gang glanced at the letter in his hand, Wu's writing was a good handwriting, and the fast snow in one hand made Han Gang, who was only good at regular script, ashamed. It's just that Han Gang didn't read the content of the letter, and put it directly on the table. I think that in addition to asking Wang Yi to raise the fetus with peace of mind, it is a family matter, and most of them are talking about the king.

Wang Pan and his wife Pang Zi did not get along, because his son did not look like himself, and he quarreled day and night. Han Gang had already known about this matter before he married Wang Yi, and now that it has been almost a year, the relationship between Wang and his wife has not improved, and it seems that it has worsened.

Han Gang understood that Wang Yi gave him the private letter written by his mother-in-law to him because he wanted to help solve this problem, but he had no experience in this area at all.

"Zhongyuan and his wife, how can I, as a brother-in-law, speak?" Han Gang shook his head, not interested in getting involved.

His two-year-old nephew is indeed not like Wang Bei, but he is also not like Wang Yan, or he is not like a member of the Wang family. But Ponzi is the daughter of a big family, and she is not suspicious of premature birth, so what suspicion can there be? There are many people in the world who don't look like their parents, and they can't be used as evidence. But the king decided that it was not his son, and it was useless for anyone to say it.

"The second brother just admits death, official, you and the second brother have always gotten along, can you explain it." Wang Yi pulled Han Gang's sleeve, shook it gently like a little girl, and asked softly, "Is it okay?" ”

To admit death is to be paranoid. And paranoia is a disease, Han Gang knows this, but when it comes to treatment, he has no way. Psychiatrists or psychologists do not just talk to solve problems, but in many cases they also need medication. And with his own style of acting, he has always been simple and bright, and he is quick to cut through the mess. Tangled housework is really not what he is good at, and he doesn't have this habit of mixing in the family affairs of relatives and friends.

Han Gang had the heart to refuse, but when he saw Wang Yi raising his head, his sparkling eyes were full of pleading, and he wanted to cry, and his heart couldn't help but soften: "It's hard to explain." In this regard, the more you mention him, the more popular it will become, so I'll accompany Zhong Yuan to relax more. ”

Wang Yi burst into tears, and his smile instantly bloomed as bright as a spring flower.

Han Gang came over with his arm around her, "According to me, if it really doesn't work, let my father-in-law arrange a dispatch and let Zhong Yuan go out to do something." I see it every day, of course, it's easy to look at it and get bored. Far away, maybe you will miss it after a long time. ”

Wang Yi turned his face when he listened: "Are the officials tired of looking at the slave family every day?" ”

"What nonsense!" Han Gang flicked Wang Yi's forehead with his backhand, "I haven't seen him for a day, like every three autumns." ”

Wang Yi covered his head: "Liar." ”

"It's true!"

Han Gang swore and frolicked for a while, and Wang Yicai combed his hair again and said the topic back: "The second brother will not be twenty-five until next year." How could Daddy ask for an official special order for him? ”

Han Gang patted his forehead, forgetting about this stubble. Jinshi and other officials with backgrounds who are less than 20 years old, and Yin Supplement officials who are less than 25 years old, are not allowed to hold real positions, except for the special decree of the Son of Heaven. Han Gang was an exception, but he didn't think Wang Fang was eligible to be an exception.

"Otherwise, it's ......okay to let Zhong Yuan go out to find a teacher and visit a friend," Han Gang said this, and was suddenly stunned, and suddenly realized: "It turned out to be this idea!" ”

Wang Yi obediently shrunk into Han Gang's arms, "The eldest brother is also afraid that his father will be troubled day and night, so he told his mother and asked the second brother to come to live at home for a while." ”

"Won't I bother here? Your eldest brother is really good at calling people! Han Gang Zhilu said that he had a headache again, "It's not easy to hold on, and I don't have much time to spend with him." I think it's better to find something to ask your second brother for help. ”

It's all your own business, and if you can help, you can help. And his wife is ice and snow smart, if she is perfunctory, she can see through it at once. Because of the matter next to the king, he made his own family quarrel, but it was too stupid.

Of course, it is also because Wang Yi is his own pillow person, and he has no intention of treating her with his heart. In other words, he is an outsider, and his cheekiness and eloquence honed over the years can play a good role.

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The next day, Han Gang took the king to the outside of the city. At this time, it has not yet reached the Shangyuan Festival, and although the annual leave in the county has passed, the atmosphere of the New Year is still very strong. There is nothing to deal with in the yamen, and Han Gang can go out of the city in the morning.

Since the price of food has dropped, the price has also dropped, and the people on the White Horse side, at least during the New Year, still have a relaxed smile. It's just that when I get outside the city and get closer to the camp of the homeless people, I can see a tense labor scene.

At this time, the most common strategy for disaster relief was cash-for-work, so that the able-bodied people could fill their stomachs, but they were too tired to have the strength to rebel. The homeless people have no money to spare, and they have no reserves, and the whole family relies on the work arranged in the yamen to earn commissions. A strong laborer can earn 100 wen a day, buy rice and charcoal, and buy some daily necessities, and the day's wages will be enough.

As for Han Gang, only a small part of the money he paid to the displaced people was money, and most of it was rice and wheat in the storehouse—the rice and flour sold in the grain stores were 10 percent grain, and 70 percent of the flour or rice was produced. But the homeless people grind by themselves, and they can even get out ninety percent. Even the wheat bran and rice bran were not spared—now outside the White Horse City, the seven or eight hundred displaced people who had settled down had something to do.

"What are they doing?" The king pointed to the crowd around him, and from time to time he could hear a muffled sound from the crowd.

"It's digging a well! In order to fight drought, wells are now drilled everywhere in the county, and the water can only be guaranteed to be produced if the well is deeper than 20 zhang. Han Gang said, and also told him about promoting Jing 16 to dig an artesian well.

Wang Jian listened and became a little interested: "Brother Fool has never seen a spring, but he has never heard of a deep well that can spit out water automatically. Did it open? ”

"Nope!" Han Gang shook his head, "The deep well of Well Sixteen is indeed hewn, but it is not an artesian well, the water surface of the well water does surge, but it will no longer rise when it reaches a depth of two zhang. However, this depth is enough to use a hand-pressed pump, using oil-soaked silk and linen as a piston caulking, using the bamboo tube as the body, and lifting the shaker up and down to lift the well water. ”

"It's a pump for water again." Wang Bian smiled, he didn't have much interest in Han Gang's invention, and said, "Yukun, you can really become anything. ”

"There's no way, if there is an artesian well, what does the little brother have to do with that kind of effort?" Han Gang said helplessly, "Actually, there are more artesian wells in Shuzhong, and there are also them in Guanxi." This time, I couldn't hit the head once, most of it was due to lack of luck, and I didn't find the right water vein. It can't be regarded as the level of well sixteen is not enough, and my side is also a little confused, just one glance just hit the artesian well, and it is impossible to have such good luck. ”

Saying that, Han Gang sighed again and looked at the plain under the embankment of the Yellow River. From near to far, it is the same color of earthy yellow, and there is no trace of a normal winter day, and the scenery of snow-covered fields. "This matter is actually the same as the situation when my father-in-law was going to open the mouth and dig the river ice before, and I was so anxious that I couldn't do anything about it. Since I came to work here last year, I haven't seen a drop of rain or snow in the past three months. Only half of the seedlings emerge from the ground. If there is no water in the spring next year, there is no way to replant it. If there is a deep well that bubbles up on its own, I don't know how many fields can be watered. ”

The well water from this deep well is clear and sweet, and there is no astringency of ordinary well water. But he couldn't drill the artesian well, and Jing Sixteen was still disappointed. The mistake of the official body who was close at hand made the well master become depressed all of a sudden. Han Gang comforted him a few words, and rewarded him with a lot of silver silk. In any case, a good well that can be harvested during drought and flood, even if it cannot flow artesianly, is a treasure that everyone is vying for.

Han Gang still wants artesian well water, natural methods can't work, then mechanical methods can also be used. He plans to transform it into a device that automatically lifts water, "The reward for the younger brother has been posted, and it can be driven by a windmill or animal power, as long as it can draw water." It depends on which wise man can get a reward of fifty cents. ”

"I hope someone will unveil the list sooner." When the king looked at the cracked land, his heart was also gloomy, and this year's famine would only get worse: "If anyone can invent such a machine, it will be a great good." I don't know how many people will be grateful for this. ”