"Go..." Mo Yanxing looked at the innocent Mo Laosi and said, "We all say we can't get sick from the yamen, but now? How is it? The yamen is operating normally!"

In order to fight against the new county magistrate, Mo Yanxing and the locals said they were sick, married wives, girls at home, and busy with spring farming, but they just didn't go to the yamen.

Anyway, I have found all kinds of excuses, but the result is not satisfactory yet.

"This..." Mo Laosi pounded the table irritably, "Then you can't forget it. I can't be beaten in vain. Aren't he waiting in the river?" He snorted coldly, "I don't believe he can be there for twelve hours a day, so I'll block him tonight."

"It's over, so don't worry about this anymore. It's meaningless." Mo Yanxing waved his hand at him.

"Uncle Second, you don't plan to just be like this!" Mo Laosi stared at him with careful eyes and said.

"Of course not, but you have to find an opportunity for this matter." Mo Yanxing immediately said when he heard this. He is young and strong now, so how could he feel at ease to be a small county magistrate?

"What should I do now?" Mo Laosi said with no idea at all.

"I will go to the yamen to start processing official documents tomorrow." Mo Yanxing said with a gleam in his eyes and looked at him.

"I'm not sick." Mo Laosi said with his eyes looking at him.

"It's useless to get sick, why are I still sick!" Mo Yanxing's index finger slashed around the Eight Immortals table, "You have to change your strategy and get close to him to find out his weakness and pull him off." He pointed at him and said, "You should deal with the wound on your face quickly, don't let me see it."

"Hehe..." Mo Laosi, who was exposed, smiled and said, "I'll go clean it up now." When he walked to the door, he turned around and said, "Second uncle, don't leave, stay. I'll ask the kitchen to prepare a table of good food and drinks. My nephew will accompany you to have a few drinks."

"Zhong!" Mo Yanxing nodded with a smile.

When I served wine and vegetables, the eight immortal table was filled with meat and vegetables. The uncle and nephew drank until dark and came back when they heard the news that the servant was inquiring.

Mo Laosi looked at Mo Yanxing with a dumbfounded look and said, "Uncle Second, this county magistrate is really a cruel person. Why do you plan to live on this ridge of the field and guard the river until the watering of the ground is not done."

"I'm afraid yes, the quilt is wrapped around you." Mo Yanxing put it in his mouth with chicken threads, swallowed it, picked up the wine glass, and let it get stuffy. "I told you a long time ago that I'm going to block the river again!"

"Second uncle, this person is not easy to deal with!" Mo Laosi looked at him with some concern and said, "As a condescending nobleman, he is a county magistrate, the lord of a county. Where is the face of the court, what kind of pride, and what kind of official power?"

"Isn't it useless for you to say that?" Mo Yanxing put down his wine glass and shook his head slightly at him.

"How did you say this? Why is it useless?" Mo Laosi looked at him humbly and asked for advice.

"The court is based on agriculture. The emperor also personally presided over the farming and mulberry rituals and went to the fields to support the plows." Mo Yanxing raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "I know that he did his best to do his best in farming, but he didn't praise him very much!"

"Ah!" Mo Laosi wilted suddenly, "This is really a human mouth, no matter how you say it."

"Yes! It's good for me." Mo Yanxing said with an empty glass of wine, "Pour wine."

Mo Laosi quickly took the warm wine pot and filled it with it.

"If you want to pull our county magistrate off the horse, you must have real evidence and prove it is as strong as a mountain. Others..." Mo Yanxing waved the chopsticks in his hand and said, "Don't think about it, don't steal chickens and don't lose rice."

Mo Laosi nodded when he was taught, "I understand."

Mo Yanxing looked at the obedient and pointed at him, "I am not sure if I hit the snake and hit seven inches, so don't act rashly."

"Yeah!" Mo Laosi nodded hurriedly, not daring to do it randomly.

"Uncle Second, my sixth uncle Lixing should be back!" Mo Laosi grabbed the most delicious fish meat under the fish belly and put it in the plate in front of him.

"Well! The life is almost done." Mo Yanxing said with a relaxed smile on his face.

"Uncle Six will make a lot of money this time!" Mo Laosi said with great envy.

"That kid can't make some stable money at home. It's so difficult to go out!" Mo Yanxing scolded, with a clear smile in his eyes, and he loved his younger brother very much.

"It's all because our county is too poor. Uncle Six can't do it at all." Mo Laosi couldn't help but say angrily, "You said that we are still in the Central Plains, why are we so poor that we are so poor!"

"The Central Plains are also divided into different places. They are all flat and fertile fields. No matter how like our county, they are all mountainous lands, very steep, and it is difficult to level them." Mo Yanxing said with great regret, "I won't talk about this." He picked up the wine glass and said, "Drink, drink."

The more I talk, the more angry I get, how come I was born in such a place?

&*&

Turning around, it was already dawn. When Qi Yaoyao opened his eyes, the stars fell into his eyes like diamonds, shining brightly, and in the blink of an eye, it became silent again, and it was pitch black.

Qi Yaoyao blinked, no longer felt discomfort as yesterday. She closed her eyes and touched her eyes, as if she had recovered as before.

I felt a lot of big eyes in my eyes.

After meditating and breathing, Qi Yaoyao felt refreshed and comfortable.

He pulled the bed tent and hung it on the shiny copper hook, put on thin-soled embroidered shoes, stepped out of the bedroom on the ground paved with blue bricks, and stood in the corridor of the main hall across the high threshold.

Generally, the threshold is only the height of the ankle, and you can step over it lightly.

And this threshold is at least as high as an adult knee, like a hurdle.

Qi Yaoyao looked at the blue sky, took a deep breath of the cold air, and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

There is no pollution and the air smells sweet.

This is the only thing that makes her feel less comforted, but it is enough to offset the inconvenience in life.

The sound of "squeaking..." sounded in my ears, and Qi Yaoyao was full of wonder what the sound was, very familiar.

Following the sound, he went down the steps and walked towards the left wing room.

"Can I come in?" Qi Yaoyao stood outside the curtain and raised his voice.

The squeak...the sound paused, and then started to squeak.

Chen's voice came from inside through the curtain, "It's Qi! Come in!"

Qi Yaoyao opened the bamboo curtain and walked in, and watched Chen sitting on a small stool with a spinning cart in front of him, spinning thread.

The nostalgic spinning wheel has not changed much from ancient times to the present.

The circular body of the spinning wheel is made of several small wooden boards, with a short rod in the middle. It uses the inertia of the object to rotate repeatedly to pass the flower-like cotton through the process of ginning and flower-elasting, and spin it into thin threads, and woven on the loom.

Qi Yaoyao stood at the door and looked at the shadow on Chen's body, and quickly stood sideways to the side, not blocking the light.
Chapter completed!