The culprits were caught. Zhang Wang Clan and Zhang Zian's father came over to take a look and then went back to rest. Steward Zhang dealt with the aftermath. Liu 'er watched from the side and gave two ideas. One was to treat the two captured people well so that they could be witnesses at critical moments. The other was to send people to fetch Lao San's family.
Steward Zhang adopted the second idea. He sent the Miao Protection Team over. As for treating the two well, it would be good enough to tie them up and throw them into the woodshed. At least it would be better than their elder brother. He wondered what kind of treatment his elder brother would receive after he was caught by the bailiffs.
Seeing the Miao Protection Team leave, Steward Zhang was not worried about whether they could bring them back. The other Zhuangzi were not as strict as Zhang Wang and Wang Clan. He ordered the guards in the inner courtyard, "Huzi, quickly go to Xiao Luoshui and tell the Little Master what just happened."
Huzi nodded and ran to the back to lead the horse. He took out a bag of water and two steamed buns from the wooden box at the door. This was specially prepared by Wang Juan and Zhang Xiaobao. There was not only food and water in the box, but also some simple medicine and small tools so that it would be convenient for people to use in emergencies.
After all this, Steward Zhang could not fall asleep. Similarly, those who woke up were either excited or angry and could not fall asleep.
Sitting in the side hall, Steward Zhang learned how Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan drank tea. He made himself a pot of strong tea and took a plate of snacks. He frowned and thought about something.
A manservant who was usually in charge of running errands and doing chores stood beside him. Seeing that Steward Zhang did not drink the tea or eat the snacks, he just sat there and reminded him with a yawn.
"Steward Zhang, the tea is getting cold. Do we need to interrogate those two people? Ask more questions and wait until tomorrow morning. Master and Madam will be happy. "
"Wait for the Young Master and the Young Lady. As long as nothing happens here, we can't casually interfere. Otherwise, if we make a mistake, it will disrupt the Young Master's plans."
Steward Zhang gave the servant a warning look. As long as he took care of Zhuangzi and made no mistakes, it would be a credit to him. When the Young Master did things, he had a long-term plan and a casual move could make things difficult for the Young Master.
"I understand. I won't say what I shouldn't say. Steward Zhang, why do we need to dig two more rivers Between the Clouds and the Water? Even if there is a fork, the water that flows down will still be the same. "
The manservant was shocked and almost got himself into trouble. The rule of the main family was that each person was in charge of their own business. If they did well in their own business, they could learn what others did and learn how to read and write. However, they could not casually meddle in other people's business. If they found that others were obviously doing something wrong, they could remind them. However, they could not deliberately wait and complain when they saw that others were about to do something wrong.
If they wanted to fight for more benefits and make Master and Madam think highly of them, they had to weigh their own abilities. If they were not capable, then they should not go forward. If they wanted to use other people's methods to improve themselves, the first one to be punished would definitely be them.
Therefore, the people in the main family were divided into ranks, but they could only be in charge and could not bully others. The main family did not need the scheming between the servants to balance the family.
Steward Zhang was satisfied with the manservant's reaction. He poured two cups of tea and signaled for the manservant to sit aside and drink. Then he said thoughtfully, "We need to build buildings over there, and we need to build roads here. Digging two rivers is to divert the water. When the time comes, people will expand the pond there, just like a small lake."
"We need to build buildings? Our main family is really rich. Steward Zhang, will there be so many people coming to build buildings? Between the Clouds and the Water is not bad now, and it is because some of the restaurants in Little Luoshui are connected to each other. The road in front of us has already been built this year. Do we still need to build it? "
The manservant sat next to him excitedly. He had been in the side hall several times, but he had never sat here. Originally, there was no side hall in the main family, only a main hall. After Master became an official, the layout was changed. To be able to sit here, it seemed that his status was much higher. However, he did not quite understand what Steward Zhang said.
"We need to build buildings. There are fewer people coming from the north, but there are still people coming from the south. The imperial grandson has been eyeing our family. Little Young Master had no choice but to pull him in. Since the imperial grandson paid for it, he would naturally be willing to come here to play. There will be a lot of people coming.
The road leads to the mountain. That mountain now belongs to our family. When the time comes, we can climb the mountain to play. We can walk back and forth between the restaurants here. The young lady has drawn a rough map. Find someone to build the buildings. The general layout has to be done according to the map. In the future, several restaurants will be connected together, and there will be a special corridor above. "
Steward Zhang said slowly at the side. The manservant listened without blinking. His face was full of yearning. He poured water for the housekeeper and listened to him continue.
"And here, six ponds will be connected. A corridor and a canal will be built in the middle. Flowers and plants will be planted on both sides. That way, there will be a lot of water vapor. In the morning or at night, it will be foggy."
"It's so beautiful. What should I say?" The manservant imagined the scenery and prepared to describe it with a word. However, he could not figure it out and could only be anxious.
"The young lady said that when the time comes, there will be green hills and buildings outside the mountains. We also need to plant some reeds. Below the restaurant, we will divide them into pieces so that boats can go back and forth. In the middle, we will build a platform with stones and a pavilion on it. Two corridors will be connected to one of the restaurants and one here."
Steward Zhang said. He was also looking forward to it. He would be able to see it next year. It seemed that his Zhuangzi could only be inhabited by immortals.
The manservant opened his eyes wide and suddenly said, "I know. Planting reeds will attract many people. According to the meaning in the Book of Songs, there will be more women. The reeds are green, and the white dew is frost. The so-called lover is on the other side of the water. Tracing back from there, the road is long and obstructive. Tracing back from there, the water is in the center. "
"Haha, it seems that you have learned something. Yes, that's the meaning. The mountain is in the center of the water. Planting reeds is not only for this. The feces at home need to be dried. The firewood is not enough from the mountain. When the time comes, we will use reeds instead and weave them into mats.
Learn well. If you can learn ten percent of the skills of the young master and the young lady, you will benefit a lot. The young master and the young lady's plans are never that simple. There are other things that I can't think of if the young master and the young lady didn't mention it. I can only guess about the road and the building. "
When Steward Zhang heard the manservant say "reeds", he praised and then sighed with emotion.
The manservant scratched his head embarrassedly and said with a smile, "Everyone in the master's family is learning. I don't want to fall behind. When the master's official position is higher in the future, I can't lose face for the master. I will work hard and do a good job. When the time comes, I will show those scholars what a person who can do chores in the Zhang family looks like."
The more the manservant said, the more excited he became. He had memorized a lot of things and learned hundreds of words. He was working hard to practice writing. After saying this, he calmed down a little and said,
"I have some confidence compared to the people outside, but I don't dare to compare with the young master and the young lady. Not to mention ten percent, as long as I can compare with the two little ancestors in our family, I will be satisfied."
When the manservant said this, he didn't feel modest at all. He really didn't dare to compare with the young master and the young lady. The two little ancestors' plans were as profound as they could be.
When they collected grain and raised chickens last year, who would have thought that it was because of the locust plague? Unexpectedly, the master's family got two officials in exchange.
"Go to sleep. Don't delay tomorrow's work." After talking for a while, Steward Zhang finally felt sleepy. He told the manservant and got up to leave. The manservant tidied up the things on the table and went to the residence with his dream. Maybe he would have a good dream tonight.
*****
The wind twirled around the Mian, and the moon was half curved. The Milky Way was full of stars, and the insects were silent. It was Ye Lanshan.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were still awake. There was a letter in front of them. It was sent from that house. It was very clear that there was no malice in it. It just wanted to meet with the master.
"There is no signature. Who is it? If there is no malice, don't let people follow you. For us, stalking is malice. There are always eyes watching us. No one will be happy. "
Wang Juan observed the handwriting of this person, trying to figure out the character of the person who wrote it.
"Then let's have Song Jinggong talk about it tomorrow morning. Bring the two of us and see what is going on with this person. The letter you wrote was sent by their people, but they didn't send it directly to the house. Instead, they took a boat and split it into two places. Do you see anything? "
Zhang Xiaobao used his hand to support his chin. He was also thinking. He didn't know which aristocratic family sent this person, or which big official sent this person. Or maybe it was from a rich company.
"The style of writing is restrained. This person should be more stable. Doing a good job in the big picture means that this person often arranges things for others. His tone is slightly more self-centered. This means that his status is not low. In his heart, the two of us Zhuangzi are nothing."
Wang Juan analyzed the letter as she read. This was what she did. She could write with her left and right hands. She knew a few types of characters. When she wrote, she could also adjust her mood to prevent others from reading her handwriting.
Zhang Xiaobao picked up the letter and looked at it. He didn't know much about handwriting, so he couldn't see anything. He only felt that the other person's handwriting was better than his. He put down the letter and said, "Meet him tomorrow. Ask him who is behind him. It can't be that someone thinks the two of us are cute and sent people to protect us, right?"
"Then go to bed early. After meeting him tomorrow, we will play for a day before going home. Make some arrangements and welcome the new county magistrate."
Wang Juan threw the letter in her hand, pulled the thin blanket and lay down. Zhang Xiaobao was stunned for a few seconds. He shook his head and followed her in.
The next day, when the sky was just beginning to brighten, Huzi didn't wait for Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan to get up and prepare to meet the person in the house.
"Damn that Han Yongyao. It's not over yet. Let's go over there. Let Song Jinggong take care of this." Wang Juan said angrily.
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