The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official Chapter 238

Chapter 238 Buying the Wasteland Valley Over There

The day in the morning on the second morning, Zhao Lan set off to return to Beijing, and did not let Su Ruojin send it. It was important to leave the horse.

Su Ruojin got up and went to the kitchen to eat. Cheng Yingzhen asked nervously, "Ajin, did your father say something harsh?" Did you **** off the little prince?

"No, mother, the little prince has something to do, please don't think about it."

Cheng Yingzhen was comforted by her daughter and immediately stopped worrying, "That's good, that's good."

Su Ruojin had breakfast and said to her mother, "I asked my father last night and he said there is wasteland at the foot of the Western Mountain. I will go over and have a look. If it is suitable, I will buy it."

"Xishan is not close to here. If we go out in the morning, we will probably have to come back in the dark."

"If it's too late, I'll stay in a nearby village for one night and come back tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yingzhen felt uneasy, "Ah Jin, why don't you find someone to buy it instead of going there yourself."

Without seeing it with her own eyes, Su Ruojin was worried, "Mom, Uncle Hua and Aunt Ye are all coming with me, so don't worry."

Her daughter insisted on going, but Cheng Yingzhen couldn't persuade her, so she had to let her go.

Mother Dong has been back for a while. The little master said that he wanted to open a restaurant, but it has never been opened. He thought that there are relatives and noble people at home, so the little master may be too busy. After they all leave, the little master should be free. , and ended up going out to buy land again.

"Jin Niang, are you not going to open a restaurant?"

It must be opened, but now that food is scarce and Su Yanli is the county magistrate, Su Ruojin can't sell such good breakfasts, so he plans to wait until after the Chinese New Year and the spring harvest before opening.

Su Ruojin told Mother Dong her thoughts and asked her to wait patiently until the end of the year.

"If I had known, I would be busy in the capital until I come back next spring."

"I blame me for not thinking carefully." Su Ruojin smiled and said, "Mom, just treat it as a vacation."

Mother Dong shook her head and laughed, "Okay."

With such words on his lips, he couldn't stay idle at all. He helped the hostess with the housework and let Qiuyue follow his wife to deal with family members inside and outside the Yamen.

With Qiuyue's help, Cheng Yingzhen became more and more like the county magistrate's wife.

Su Ruojin found that she left home and went to the capital several times. When she came back, her mother had grown a lot. Therefore, she also consciously stopped staying at home and prevented her mother from relying on her consciously, and slowly allowed her to become Su Yanli's good wife.

After all, children only stay together for ten or twenty years, but as long as their partners don't divorce or die unexpectedly, they will stay together for thirty to fifty years, or even longer. Su Yanli's continuous growth in the position of county magistrate also affects Cheng Yingzhen's continuous growth.

To be honest, whether it is love or family ties between Su Yanli and his wife, Su Ruojin longs for it. If she and Zhao Lan are destined to be together, she also hopes to have the love and family ties like her parents.

How wonderful!

Suddenly, the wheel sank into the road pit, interrupting Su Ruojin's errand. She stretched out her head and asked, "Uncle Mang, Uncle Hua, what's wrong?"

Mang Zhong and Huaping had already gotten out of the car. One looked around cautiously, while the other lay down on the ground and looked at the pit. They saw that the mud and stone marks were all new and the fractures were neat. It was obvious that someone had done it deliberately.

The two looked at each other and understood instantly.

Ye Huaizhen had already jumped out of the car. When he saw the two men's little movements, he immediately looked around with vigilance. However, except for the fields and wind, and the half-bare and half-treed mountains on the side, there was not even a bird in the sky.

"It's okay." Hua Ping looked at Su Ruojin, "It's just that the road is not easy to walk. I have to work hard for you to get down."

While talking, Su Ruojin had jumped off the carriage and looked left and right.

On one side were mountains with sparse trees, and on the other side were wild fields with wild grass. She walked downhill, squatted down, and moved a few handfuls of grass, revealing a land of mud and rocks.

The half-yellow, half-black mud is full of sand and garbage. You can grow it, but you have to clean it up and raise it, otherwise it will be difficult to produce anything.

She stood up and looked into the distance. Dozens of farmhouses were scattered in the wilderness, all of which were thatched houses, the kind that looked bright when the wind blew.

This is what Su Ruojin saw when he walked to one of the houses. In front of the thatched house, men, women, old and young, stood and sat. The clothes on these people were so patched that they could no longer look like they were originally. .

Su Ruojin asked the older man, "Excuse me, where does Li Zheng live in the village?"

The little old man looked at the person with vigilance, and even the men, women, and children surrounding him stood upright nervously.

Su Ruojin smiled and said, "I have something to do with him." As he said this, he motioned to Chunxiao to take out a handful of maltose and distribute it to everyone.

Exquisite sugar!

Everyone immediately took a step back to make room.

Su Ruojin:…

On the one hand, the little old man was surprised that the visitor was well-dressed. On the other hand, he was also proud that he was the right person. "My dear lady, I am, you are..." Such a beautiful young lady must be the daughter of a wealthy family in the town. How could this happen? Come to Shangalali?

Such a coincidence? Looking at the little old man in patches, Su Ruojin couldn't believe it, but still replied, "Old man, my surname is Su. I heard that this wasteland in the south is ownerless, right?"

The old man nodded, "Why do you ask these questions?"

"Old man, I plan to buy it. I don't know how many young people there are in your village. I want to hire them to dig stones for 800 cash per acre."

Eight hundred!

Isn't it just one tael of silver?

The little old man's eyes were frighteningly bright, "My dear lady, are you serious about this?"

Su Ruojin nodded solemnly, "It's not as simple as digging on the surface, it must be at least three feet deep."

A little less than a tael of silver! Not to mention three feet, even one foot, they will do it.

Oops, the little old man immediately jumped up with excitement, "Little lady, just wait for me, I'll be here soon." He went to gather the villagers.

While Su Ruojin was busy in the village, Hua Ping and two secret guards jumped into the forest. Behind a dense bush, they knocked on the cave and a secret soldier walked out of the cave, "Hua Sicha—"

Huaping looked around cautiously and asked in a low voice, "Did you kill those people who dug holes just now?"

"Yes."

"Are there any survivors?"

"No." Anzu said, "Looking at his body shape, he is from the Liaoxia country in the north."

Sure enough, it was that guy. Hua Ping nodded, "Protect Mrs. Su and the Su family."

"Yes, Hua Sicha."

After Huaping finished speaking, he looked around, ducked and disappeared into the bushes.

By the time he appeared, Su Ruojin had already arranged with the villagers in Shangouzi Village the work of digging stones and picking up the mulch in the forest. "Don't worry, it costs 800 yuan to dig stones and 800 yuan to pick up the mulch in the forest. It will definitely not be less." One penny, but a little. There should be no pebbles above three feet deep in the field. A small one will deduct one penny, a large one will deduct ten pence. Try to find mulch that contains bird and animal excrement. Whose animal excrement is mulch? The more you have, the more rewards you will receive, starting from ten coins and reaching a maximum of five hundred coins.”

The eyes of the people in Shangouzi were bright when they heard this. People here have been carrying soil and manure for generations. Recently, the busy farming season has ended, and they are worried about where to find odd jobs. Unexpectedly, money falls from the sky while sitting at home.

The little old man was excited to invite Su Ruojin to his house for dinner.

Su Ruojin refused.

"Then what do you eat?" "Thank you, old man, I just need your excuse."

"This is easy to say, easy to say..."

Li Zheng asked the villagers to go back, but these people couldn't wait to start working now and surrounded Su Ruojin, making her dumbfounded. "Tomorrow morning I will measure out the land needed for you to work on."

The villagers jumped with joy after hearing this.

On the other side of the mountain forest, there is a valley. On the other side of the valley, on a September day, the jungle is thick and vertical, and the leaves are falling with the wind. There is a mausoleum chamber looming. In front of the mausoleum chamber, there are wooden houses and reed houses lined up to the left and right of the mausoleum chamber.

The mountain wind blows, blowing smoke from distant kitchens.

A man in his thirties who was sitting in front of the wooden house and listening to the sound of the mountains smelled a different smell and fidgeted with his cloak. "Yuan Chang, go see if there are any strangers in the village opposite."

"Yes, Master."

In the blink of an eye, Yuan Chang disappeared in front of the wooden house.

The man thought for a moment, stood up, got off the eaves of the wooden house, and walked towards the hill.

The attendant beside him became nervous and said, "Master, it's not appropriate." As his voice fell, several secret guards emerged from nowhere, and they all stopped the man from going out.

The man was stopped and laughed, "That's all, I'm not curious anymore." He returned to the verandah, sat down at the small table, and continued to sip tea.

A little over a quarter of an hour later, the man named Yuan Chang came back and said, "Sir, a young lady from Shangouzi Village came to buy land. She said she wanted to grow vegetables on the wasteland and hire villagers to pick up stones."

"Growing vegetables?"

"Yes, Master."

"That's really interesting." The man asked, "Whose little lady is that?"

Yuan Chang replied, "The second lady Su is the daughter of Mr. Su in Weizhou County."

"she?"

The attendant just now asked in surprise: "Master, have you heard of her?"

The man smiled slightly, "Not only have I heard about it, but we also had dinner together. I remember that her brother is the same age as my Yao'er, and that Mr. Su also gave me suggestions on my errands. That three-in-one..." Let him skip it The second child, completed the errand successfully.

Yuan Chang obviously also remembered, "Master, I have a good memory."

This person is none other than the mediocre King of Yan, Zhao Jing, who is guarding the mausoleum.

He shook his head, raised his eyes, and looked at the stars in the sky, "Is there no movement in the south?"

The attendant analyzed: "There have been disasters in various places this year, and the south has not been spared. It is estimated that King Wei is waiting for food and grass."

King Yan nodded, "The soldiers and horses have not moved, but the food and grass have to go first. This is what Sir analyzed."

"Master, you..."

King Yan seemed to smell the smell of meat, "I want to eat meat, I wonder if my father will blame me."

Attendant:…

Yuan Chang et al:…

Su Ruojin didn't know that a mountain separated her from Weizhou County to the imperial mausoleum of the Dayin Dynasty. At this moment, the mediocre fourth prince Yan Wang was guarding the mausoleum. The aroma of the dinner she cooked actually floated across the Western Mountain to the opposite side. Going to the imperial mausoleum, if it weren't for Youdao Valley, this would probably be a forbidden area.

After dinner, it was already dark.

Su Ruojin and her party did not stay at a farmhouse, but brought their own tents. They had tents thanks to Zhao Lan. Ancient tarpaulins were not easy to find, and only people like Zhao Lan could find them. She borrowed some money to get two. top.

I brought it out today, just in case I couldn't go back at night, but I didn't expect it to actually come into use.

The villagers in Shangouzi couldn't close their mouths and were amazed. If Mao Ya hadn't driven them home to sleep, these villagers could have watched it all night.

Back home, the little old man was sighing with emotion, "Even the small houses with cloth walls are cleaner, neater and more beautiful than ours. They are indeed rich people. Now I feel relieved. These people are definitely not trying to trick us into picking up stones."

Mrs. Li Zheng was still suspicious, "Why don't you buy a good land with this money and grow vegetables on the gravel here? Is it possible that this is a geomantic treasure land? Compared with the one opposite..." The old woman did not dare to say the words "Royal Mausoleum".

If it weren't for a natural valley blocking it, Shanggouzi Village would have long since become part of the imperial mausoleum. The deep valley blocked the Zhao family's imperial mausoleum, allowing them to save their home.

The little old man was asked by his mother-in-law, "Did the county magistrate actually ask his daughter to find the mausoleum a hundred years from now?" They actually wanted to face the imperial mausoleum across the mountain?

This is too ambitious!

Lying down in the comfortable tent, Su Ruojin sneezed twice in a row. It was a September day and the night was a bit cold, but she didn't feel it. "Did someone say bad things about me?"

Mao Ya smiled when she heard this, "These villagers are eager to worship you as the God of Wealth. Who would say bad things about you?"

"Yes, who could it be?" The tent was set up not far away from Li Zheng's house, and protected by Hua Ping and others. Su Ruojin was so excited that she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

In the dark of night, another group of people came quietly on the edge of the wild forest. However, before they could get close to the village, they were blocked by an unknown force and failed again.

Early the next morning, Su Ruojin circled the number of acres she wanted to buy, left a deposit, and asked the village chief to distribute it to everyone first. She returned to the county government office with the amount of acres and pointed it to Cao at the government office gate. The map of the county annals circled the place where I bought the land.

"Master Tu, please send someone to measure it on the ground again, and also take a look at what the land I bought looks like."

"Ms. Su, you are serious. I believe what you said."

"Master Tu, it is better to send someone over to measure and verify whether it is a deserted beach. This is not a matter of belief or disbelief, but a matter of seeking truth from facts."

"Yes, yes..." You are the daughter of the county magistrate, and everything you say is right.

Why did this guy look so arrogant? For the sake of her father's official reputation and prestige among the people, she still asked Hu Cao to go there in person or find subordinates.

"Excuse me, Master Tu."

"Second Lady, you are too polite."

Su Ruojin paid the handling fee like any ordinary citizen, but Master Tu was perfunctory again, which made Su Ruojin's eyes twitch. This clerk was very slippery and cunning, and he looked like he was going to create hidden dangers for Su Yanli's career.

She saw it in her eyes, remained calm, and returned home. After dinner, her father and Mr. Pei discussed the yamen affairs, and then she told Su and Pei what she saw and heard in the yamen today.

"Dad, sir, I think this person is going to cause trouble and will make the land I bought a stain on my father's official career. Sir, please find a way to solve it."

Mr. Pei nodded, "This person is a typical local snake. He never takes things seriously because of his big family." He just took the opportunity to give him a beating.

As a native hereditary official, Tu Licai certainly knew which pieces of land in Weizhou County were good and which were bad. There was no need to look at them. Moreover, even if he had gone, he would have rated the land as medium.

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