Chapter Seventy-Three: The Fox's Tail Can't Be Pulled
He straightened his clothes in a posture as calm as possible, as if he had just stumbled out of two steps, but walked out calmly. After standing up straight, he calmly arched his hand and said, "County Honorable forgiveness, it's true that I just heard you mention the matter of summer tax, and I was in a hurry, so I lost my temper." β
Without waiting for a bunch of people to speak, he continued: "It is indeed unfair that Xia Tax Silk Silk sent me to Shexian County, but since this matter has been followed for more than 100 years since Hongwu, if you want to change, you must come step by step, at least, you must not be as soon as the county Zun takes office, and even once the summer tax has not been paid, it will immediately make a fuss all over the city." If Shuai Jiamo is so ignorant of the general situation, then he is not seeking justice for the people of She County, but using this as a name to blackmail the county respect! β
Ye Junyao was moved when he boarded, and the little annoyance at Wang Fulin's sudden appearance turned into appreciation. Sure enough, it's his own person, and he speaks for him every time at the critical moment!
And Wang Fulin quickly changed his angle and said back: "But what Zhang Min and the others said is not unreasonable, if the county has not moved, Shuai Jiamo will not mention it for the time being, those loyal people who want to seek to reduce the burden on the elders of She County will always be anxious and even chilling." It is better to limit the summer tax in August, and after the summer tax is over, the county will summon you again to discuss how to operate the summer tax silk, what do you think? After all, the prefectural tenure has only just begun. β
The two heads each held it for a while, and then changed the decision to wait until August to discuss, Liu Hui and Zhao Wuye had seen how Wang Fulin designed Zhao Sicheng before, and his heart was really still the Wang Xiaoxianggong with a very good brain. Secretary Wang and Secretary Zhang were a little embarrassed, but Ye Xianzun slapped the desk again, and said that they would give an explanation in August, and they realized that the wood was already in the boat, so they could only reluctantly agree. But before leaving, Secretary Wang couldn't help but ask: "Dare to ask Wang Xiaoxiang what he said, but is that what Mr. Nanming meant?" β
"I only speak for myself." Wang Fulin knew that no matter what he said, others would tie him and Wang Daokun together, but he cleared it up anyway, what others thought was someone else's business, "I'm just for the sake of my stable plan for the development of Shexian County, compared to this, everything else is nothing to say!" β
Having said that, when the quarrel was over, several subordinate officials couldn't help but have different faces when they left the study. And Wang Fulin personally went up and closed the door, and then looked behind the screen with extremely unkind eyes. He didn't even have time to explain to Ye Junyao, and rushed behind the screen with an arrow step, but the sight made him completely dumbfounded.
There was no one in that empty place! Did he just see the hell? There is a small window, but it looks nailed, and unless a child of seven or eight years old can come and go freely!
Thinking of the blue-faced and fanged ghost mask, and thinking of the one on his back that was pushed by someone, Wang Fulin has long dared not believe in gods, Buddhas and ghosts since he was inexplicably reborn in this era, and he couldn't help but shudder at this moment. But immediately after, he smelled a familiar faint fragrance, and his heart suddenly moved. He distinctly remembered that when the ghost-faced woman hid behind this screen just now, he had smelled a similar fragrance.
It's not a demon, it's a ghost!
Wang Fulin hated it, but at this time, Ye Junyao's voice came from behind him: "Fulin, what are you doing here?" β
"Oh, the student just dropped something behind the screen without paying attention." Wang Fulin immediately bent down and made a gesture, and then calmly came out from behind the screen, and his heart was itching with hatred. He was about to test it when there was another knock at the door.
"Dad, I'll send you rice balls."
As he spoke, the door of the house was opened, and Wang Fulin followed the prestige, only to see a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl coming in. She has a beautiful appearance, an autumn-scented shirt, a willow yellow horse-faced skirt, looking generous, smiling when she meets him, she is not in a hurry and has no different color, how can she not look like a ghost-faced woman who has just had a wonderful fate with herself behind the screen. She put a bowl of gnocchi on the tray in her hand on the desk in front of Ye Junyao, and then asked Wang Fulin with a smile: "This is Dad's favorite water-milled rice balls, can Wang Xiaoxianggong also have a bowl?" β
The ghost-faced woman was in the house just now, but now Miss Ye came in from outside; The person just now was dressed in bright and jumping green, but Miss Ye was dressed calmly and introverted; The most important thing is that Wang Fulin sniffed lightly, and did not smell the familiar faint fragrance. For a moment, he had to think that there was something mysterious here. However, in the face of her somewhat playful inquiry, he couldn't help but burst out with a word.
"Yes!"
As soon as the words came out, he felt that he was not only too polite, but also a little frivolous. But he couldn't get it back if he said it, so he simply said generously: "I have long heard that the county is from Ningbo Mansion, and the water-milled rice balls there are the most famous. My little sister just entered the city yesterday, if you can, can you let me bring a few raw ones back so that she and Jinbao can cook them and taste them? β
What Ye Junyao admires most about Wang Fulin is not anything else, but his responsibility to protect his family at a young age, whether it is to Jinbao, or to his father who is a businessman, or a little scholar who doesn't care about others at all. So at this moment, when he heard that Wang Fulin begged for something for the sake of the family, he was relieved, and he forgot to blame his daughter for breaking in like this when there was a foreign man, and ordered with a smile: "The water mill rice balls in my hometown are the most unique, but this Huizhou Mansion produces less glutinous rice, and the varieties are different from Ningbo Mansion. Since it's rare to do, Mingyue, you go and pack a box for Fulin. β
It turns out that the name of the county's daughter is called Mingyue?
Wang Fulin's heart moved, but he didn't casually look at others, but he became more and more curious in his heart whether Ye Mingyue was the ghost-faced woman behind the screen just now, whether it was the ghost-faced woman he met on the back street of the county, and whether it was the fiancΓ©e who once scared Cheng Naixuan, the son of Cheng, and still has a psychological shadow. But except for the last one, he can still find someone to verify, and the first two can only be solved for the time being. So, he could only hear Ye Mingyue agree, and then left.
Could it be that the revenge that has just been pushed can only be written down temporarily?
With the help of Wang Fulin's words, he successfully bought time, Ye Junyao was in a much better mood, and he didn't care about Wang Fulin's sudden appearance from behind the screen. Not only did he not care, thinking of Wang Daokun's maintenance of this nephew after Wang Fulin left at the hero's banquet yesterday, as well as the prestige of this Mr. Nanming in Shilin officialdom, he decided to make a substantial breakthrough in addition to including Jinbao and Qiu Feng in the scope of his fat son's classmates, and further bring the relationship between the two closer.
So, he motioned for Wang Fulin to sit down at the table, and then said with a pleasant face: "Fulin, you also saw it just now, these county officials are simply tired of me. Since you are temporarily living in the city and you don't plan to go to the Ziyang Academy in the palace, why don't you come to discuss with Master Li often? Even if you talk in front of people and waste your karma, you can't just waste it! Besides, since you've been idle lately, why don't you come and give me a hand from time to time......"
Wang Fulin listened to the words in front of him, but he was surprised when he said the first half of the words. Nowadays, he often walks around, and the frequency of the two words of the county that respects the identity between the lines of Ye County's words is low, and when he is talking, Ye Junyao often puts him in a relatively equal position, which is a good phenomenon. However, Ye Junyao, who is the magistrate of Shexian County, will openly recruit him as a helper, which has a different meaning.
Even if he, as a student from She County, needs to abide by the unwritten principle of avoidance, and he can't justifiably mix up a name like Master Li, he can only be a shadow mastermind, but for him who is a negative man now, it means that he can easily urge Ye Xianzun to do certain things.
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