Chapter 1636: The Best Use of People

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Meng Haoran was grateful to his wife. When he was running around looking for an official position, his wife took care of the children at her own home.

Teach the children to talk, walk, read, read, read music, sing...

When he brought his wife and children over, his son was good at playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but not very good because he was too young.

"You suffered a lot in those years. Let's go back to Li's manor. I told Gangrou that Vice President Guan Zhong wanted a copybook of small regular script. It's really that my husband's handwriting is not presentable, so I can give up my face."

Meng Haoran said that he would take his wife and children back and take on the responsibility of a man.

"Wait." A voice came.

Meng Haoran and his family of three looked over at the same time. Zhong Shaojing walked forward. He had a sharp ear, probably because he always practiced calligraphy in a quiet place.

"Vice President Zhong!" Meng Haoran bowed with his fists when he let go of his son.

Han Xiangke held her son's hand and squatted slightly, as a salute, but she didn't let go.

The child looked at Zhong Shaojing with big eyes and then smiled.

"This kid is pretty, delicate and smart. He doesn't cry or make a fuss and knows etiquette. Where are you going?"

Zhong Shaojing opened his mouth and praised the child first. He was right. The child was indeed well-behaved.

"I met Gangrou last winter and went to Hongnong together. Later, Gangrou arranged for me to be an official in Lantian County. So we are going to Lijiazhuangzi." Meng Haoran told the truth.

Zhong Shaojing's expression did not change, but he suddenly realized that the emperor went to Hongnong last winter, and you followed him?

"This little kid..." Zhong Shaojing continued to focus on Meng Haoran's son.

"The little boy Yifu is only six years old now and is usually naughty. Yifu, call someone, Vice President Zhong." Meng Haoran said to his son.

"Hello, Grandpa Zhong." The child called Grandpa directly, with a crisp voice.

"Okay, okay. Let Grandpa hug you." Zhong Shaojing squatted down and opened his arms.

Han Xiangke let go, but the child was not afraid of strangers, and opened his arms and was held.

Zhong Shaojing is sixty years old this year. The child was born in the first year of Kaiyuan. This year is the sixth year of Kaiyuan. He is six years old in age. He is one month and five years younger in age.

Zhong Shaojing is in good health, so it is no problem for him to hold the child.

The child put one hand on Zhong Shaojing's shoulder to gain strength, and Zhong Shaojing felt more relaxed. Holding a dead person is different from holding a living person.

A living person will adjust the point of force when awake.

Holding a dead person or a sleeping or drunk person requires more strength.

Zhong Shaojing felt more relaxed when holding the child: "Has Yifu ever learned calligraphy?"

"To reply to Vice President Zhong, I have learned very little and taught very little. Yifu is reluctant to pick up the pen." Han Xiangke bowed again.

She did not call herself a common woman, she had an imperial decree.

"I have a few pieces of clumsy calligraphy. If Yifu is willing to learn..." Zhong Shaojing felt close to the child when holding him.

"Thank you, Grandpa. Yifu wants to learn. Grandpa's handwriting is beautiful. Uncle Yi also said that he would find time to ask for Grandpa Zhong's calligraphy copybook for me."

The child knew who Zhong Shaojing was and was very smart, so he quickly answered.

"Okay, Grandpa will teach you. Look at this little hand, it was born for calligraphy and painting."

Zhong Shaojing suddenly realized that it seemed that this family had a special relationship with Li Yi.

I promised to write a copybook for him. It would be better to write it on my own initiative than for Li Yi to ask me to write it. Writing on my own would make me look less mercenary.

Li Yi came to me to ask for a copybook, and I wrote it myself, like Li Yi owed me a favor.

I didn't need Li Yi to come over, I liked this child, it's called fate.

Only when the relationship is not good do we owe favors. Both parties have common friends and they both recognize each other when they meet by chance, which means that even the standards for choosing friends are the same, and they are closer.

Zhong Shaojing has not lived in vain for sixty years, and Li Yi doesn't need to come again.

He continued to hold the child: "Have you eaten dinner?"

The child turned his head to look at his mother: Did I eat or not?

"Hehe!" Zhong Shaojing laughed: "Yifu, you've eaten, right? Can you eat more? Grandpa will take you to eat fried skewers?"

Zhong Shaojing saw at a glance that this child was very smart.

"Why don't you thank Grandpa Zhong! This child ate more than half a bowl of mutton soup buns at night, and he clamored to eat, saying that he loved it." Han Xiangke followed up.

"Thank you, Grandpa Zhong, I want to eat fried pork skewers, lean meat, mutton smells good."

The child also knows how to take the opportunity to make requests, which seems more natural.

He learned a lot in Lijiazhuangzi, and each child is quirky.

Lean pork skewers are cheap, he said he wanted to eat, but in fact he wanted to save money for others.

Among the small minced meat, mutton is the most delicious. Mutton is expensive, and beef is even less worth thinking about.

Zhong Shaojing smiled and nodded, took the child to eat, and didn't care about this.

He expressed his admiration, admiration for Li Yi, how come the children in Lijiazhuangzi are all smart? It's a pity that they are still too young.

Your mother just said that you like to eat mutton, and you told me that mutton smells bad? Is fried mutton skewers smell worse than mutton steamed buns?

But the more such children are, the more people like them. I have to find a way to send my grandchildren to Lijiazhuangzi.

Zhong Shaojing walked in front with the child in his arms, happy.

He felt that he had discovered a secret, a big secret, whoever's child is in Lijiazhuangzi will get the benefits.

He couldn't figure out the reason, but knowing the result was enough.

Pingkangfang is in the East Market. Going south, first there is a place for bathing, the royal bath.

Then it is the county government office of Wannian County. Go a little further and you will see the big night market.

Zhong Shaojing is going to find a place that has fried beef skewers today so that the child can eat something good.

He was rich, and the fonts of newspapers, exchange coupons, and dictionaries were all written by him.

When rich people asked for a calligraphy, they usually didn't ask him, but the members of the calligraphy association.

The members were sensible and asked him to help them review the calligraphy, and gave him money. He gave some advice, the members learned, the rich people were satisfied, and he also made money.

He felt at ease to receive this money, and all the characters on the door plaques, plaques, and couplets in the imperial city were written by him.

The three characters "Xingqing Palace" next to Chunming Gate in the east of Chang'an were written by him.

He always wanted to write a gatehouse and a memorial archway for Li's manor, but unfortunately Li Yi didn't want them, nothing at all.

Li's manor didn't need to display any gates, and there was no need for memorial archways for warriors dismounting or civil officials getting off sedan chairs, as the Bashui Bridge blocked it.

If the prime ministers had urgent matters, they could ride their horses across the bridge.

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"Let's eat some skewers first. This restaurant actually has beef this year. Where did they get the beef from? I promise to pay a high price."

Lan Bao invited the people of Nantian's family to rest. The night market in Dongshi was prosperous.

Management fees need to be paid. Li Longji took this fee at first, purely for profit.

At this time, the fees were basically used for lighting and sanitation, and Li Longji could not get one percent of the money.

Oil lamps burn oil, and there is a recruiter or a person from the Sixteen Guards guarding between every two oil lamps.

The lamp is pressurized, otherwise it is not bright enough, and it is pressurized and gasified.

The gasification technology is the hot air balloon blowtorch technology. Once the pressure is hit, the diesel, gasoline, and kerosene sprayed out will be atomized.

In addition, the underground forces sent people to follow. As long as someone robs, they must catch up with the person. One force is responsible for a piece of land, and whoever has a problem will be destroyed.

The underground forces call this the Dongzhu Order. The prime minister can conceal it, but the Dongzhu cannot be deceived.

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