Just as the Huang family father and son were plotting in their home in Hehuan Lane, Zhao Yufan also brought his working group and guards to the Qingjiang County Government.

According to the consistent practice of the officialdom of the Song Dynasty, no matter whether the county is rich or not, the county magistrate will never spend money to repair the county government.

Because he only stayed here for three years at most, even if he repaired it, he would not be comfortable for a few days.

Moreover, spending money to repair the county government will also cause external material discussions.

He said that he was greedy for enjoyment and only cared about his own comfort, and no one did such thankless things.

Therefore, it became a normal state for county governments in various parts of the Song Dynasty to be broken and in pieces.

However, the Qingjiang County Government is not bad, at least the house is sturdy and very spacious.

As soon as Zhao Yufan entered the county government, he ordered his own guard to take over the defense here.

So the county master led his subordinates to repair the courtyard wall doors, clean and move furniture.

They will all live here in the next few years, so Zhao Yufan and the Guards' residences will be rearranged.

During this period, the newly harvested servant Bengbeng experienced a little shock and at a loss in the early stage.

After all, the county yard's back house is no different from the palace for him, a beggar. Of course, he has never come in.

But not long after, he regained his clever and intelligent nature, and ran quickly in the crowd, and he also paid attention to whether the young master of his master needed him to serve him from time to time.

Soon the young man discovered that this team was absolutely extraordinary!... Among them, even the most ordinary guard soldiers, the yamen runners in Bengbang'er's mind, were very polite to them.

He even did not give rude instructions to his young master, and did not scold or scold him at all.

Not only that, these people are also very friendly to him. Whenever he has something he can't move, no matter who passes by him, he will help him.

Even his young master rolled up his sleeves and cleaned himself, and asked him to sit beside him and rest, not to do heavy work anymore.

When all this happened to Bengbeng, he was startled and then inexplicably fearful, and finally he was moved and excited.

You should know that since he can remember these years, no one except his parents has been so kind to him! He was kicked, beaten, abused and scolded while begging, and was chased and bitten by dogs.

Today I suddenly realized that there were so many people who were really good to him. When Li Xiang thought of this, he felt his nose sore and wanted to cry.

Not long after, the house was cleaned up, and Zhao Yufan asked someone to take Li Xiang to take a shower and put on brand new clothes, shoes and socks. This time he finally looked like a servant.

The guard captain Meng, who had one hand, called Xiao Bengbeng aside and explained to him the rules that the county government should follow.

Bengbeng was surprised to find that half of the rules that Brother Meng told him were related to hygiene habits, while the other half was telling him how to protect himself... At this moment, Bengbeng felt so strange! Since he wanted to learn the rules, shouldn't he tell him what he couldn't do and what he wanted to do?

Why is this completely different from what you imagined?

What Bengbeng didn't expect made him even more surprised.

When it was dark, when the yamen runners started to eat, he was surprised to find that two groups of people from left and right in the county yamen started to eat. On one side were Brother Meng Tao and his thirty guards, and on the other side was his young master with seven or eight documents and subordinates. All of them ate exactly the same! The food on the table included meat and vegetables, not only was there enough rice, but there was also a pot of braised pork to eat casually, and each person even got a few fruits.

It would be too extravagant to say that these things are for ordinary yamen runners to eat.

But if it is given to the county magistrate, it would be too shabby, right?

But these people just sat there and ate and ate. Everyone walked for a long time and worked for a long time, and they were all so hungry.

Even Bengbeng himself was pressed on the table of his young master and sat side by side with him for dinner.

To be honest, this half-baby is so scared that she is so scared that she is out of her mind.

The young master pointed at the food with chopsticks and asked him to eat quickly. Bengbenger quickly picked up his rice bowl.

The fragrant rice was snow-white and clean, and I chewed the warm and soft rice grains in my mouth.

After all, I couldn't help it, and a few teardrops fell into my bowl.

While trying his best not to let himself cry, he would not see everyone's eyes coming to him, he secretly wiped his tears and ate.

At this moment, he had made up his mind. From now on, he would follow the young master and die in this place even if he died!... After dinner, Bengbang didn't know what he should do. He looked at the subordinates brought by the young master to sort out the documents and readings of the county.

I arrived at the guards' house again, watching them take apart and wipe the long and short guns, rubbing the surface of the steel-blue parts to a shiny finish.

He secretly looked at the young master if he wanted tea several times. When the young master raised his head from the middle of the copywriting full of the table and walked into the courtyard, it was already the moon in the middle.

The young master moved his body in the yard and waved his hand to let himself sit next to him.

Now the two are sitting on the steps together, only five or six years apart, and they look like a pair of brothers.

Zhao Yufan asked Li Xiang about the situation at his family, especially what was going on with the Huang family’s “Hell King Debt” mentioned today.

When he mentioned this, Bengbang immediately gritted his teeth, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

However, his every move he is now imitating his master, the young master always looks calm when he encounters anything, and it is difficult to see on his face that he is happy or angry in his heart.

If he hadn't often smiled gently when he talked to him, Bengbeng would have thought he would not smile! If a child of his age admired someone, he would naturally imitate his every move intentionally or unintentionally. So in the past half day, this flexible and jumpy Bengbeng became much more steady.

At this time, he thought for a while and said, "I have parents and grandma at home. I used to live a good life... I was seven years old that year."

"I saw that the crops were growing well in summer, but they caught a hail, which made my land not harvested. The days were getting tighter immediately."

"But those tax collectors don't care about yours!"
Chapter completed!