Six-Year-Old Baojiao Is Busy in Building a Kingdom

Six-Year-Old Baojiao Is Busy in Building a Kingdom
Chapter 181: Exile



Wang Zhuangzhi was afraid that he would not come, so he urged him again: "Come when you are free. Uncle Wang has done a lot of business now, and he is not short of this little bit of fish money. You don't have to worry about spending money. Uncle Wang will be angry if you don't come." ."


Meng Jun raised the corner of his mouth, nodded helplessly and said: "Don't hide, go when you have time."


Wang Zhuangzhi nodded with a smile, "Oh, that's good, then Aunt Wang is waiting for you at home."


Wang Zhuangzhi sincerely wanted to repay his kindness. If Meng Jun hadn't brought him out of the Zhao family's dungeon, he might have long been beaten to death.


"Boss Meng, hurry up and I won't delay you." Wang Zhuangzhi said as he stuffed two red fish into Meng Jun.


Meng Jun was still busy returning to Yamen to take care of matters, so he rode on a horse with a red fish in his hand, and as he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something.


"By the way, Uncle Wang, Zhao Er was handed over to the Punishment Ministry yesterday, and today the document was sent into exile in the western desert. The bad guys will be punished by the bad guys, so you can feel better."


Wang Zhuangzhi looked at him in disbelief, and stuttered, "You said, is this true?"


Meng Jun nodded and said: "I personally followed*** to the Ministry of Punishment. The document was sent to the district magistrate's office early in the morning. I just rushed back from the county magistrate's office. That's true."


"Good, that's what criminals deserve!"


Regarding Zhao Er's matter, Zhao Shen found evidence of his younger brother buying and selling official salt, and reported it voluntarily. Tens of thousands of taels of silver, except for losing money, at least saved the Zhao family, and Zhao Shen did not have much influence.


This matter is considered to be finished.


...


On the way to Xiaoshu Village, the,


Wang Zhuangzhi was very happy, and he knew everything about Qiu Sheng's question, and he told him all the big and small things that happened in the house.


When Qiu Sheng found out all this, he was very surprised.


He's just been away from school lately. The red fish raised by her younger sister and younger brother has become a signature dish of such a large restaurant. Very hot.how this is like a dream.


"Dad, why don't you come with them?" Qiu Sheng asked.


Back then, when he went to Muxiu, his father came to town to pick him up, and the whole family would follow him to buy things. Normally, the younger siblings would most like to come to town, but today no one came.


Wang Zhuangzhi smiled when he heard this, and explained: "Your mother and Jiaojiao went to the mountain to gather herbs, and Erya and Xiaoli were busy worrying about the fish in the pond every morning, and they were busy worrying about the fish in the pond, grind the plants and put them in fish food every morning, and in the afternoon Feed and change the water, and see the fish give birth, they can both do more than me and your mother now."


Hearing this, Qiu Sheng also had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Erya has always been able, and now that she has led Xiao Li into a small helper, mother must be happy."


"No, your mother loves Xiao Li very much now. He had to warm up goat's milk every night, and he sewed a new pair of shoes last night. I was surprised that he would praise Xiao Li more in the future." Wang Zhuangzhi smiled and shook his head, not knowing why the woman had suddenly become enlightened.


Qiu Sheng listened and laughed, "It must be because I am happy to have made money."


"All the money was in the hands of Erya Xiaoli herself. Your mother is happy that Xiaoli has changed so much. Now he can read and write. Sometimes he falls asleep with a book on his face at night. He has all the books in your room." Bring it to see."


After hearing what his father said, Qiu Sheng was shocked. The books in his room all spoke ancient Mandarin, and there were no books in the regional language, yet Xiao Li could understand them.


It was clear that Xiao Li was very tired of studying before, not only did he not remember to take the pen, but he also could not write, but now this matter had changed.


Thinking of this, Qiu Sheng hurriedly said: "Father, since Xiao Li has such talent, why not send her to school."


Xiao Li was only eight years old this year, and at this age he was only able to enter the children's class at school. Now that she is still in school, she can still help take care of him.


"I've already told your mother about this, but Xiao Li is now preoccupied with the affairs of the pond, and she doesn't want to go to school if she is asked to go to school, so he just wants to wait until spring next year." Wang Zhuangzhi shook his head helplessly.


Hearing this, Qiu Sheng had no choice but to nod his head, and replied: "Then wait for me, Muxiu, to teach him when I return, buy some books that are suitable for him to read, put the foundation down first, and come to school later."


"This relationship is good, you two brothers will help each other in the future ..."


...


This father and son chatted and rushed along the way, and without them noticing, they arrived at Xiaoshu Village.


At hours like this, people were working in the fields, but there were not many people on the street.


At this moment, an old man who was basking in the sunlight on the corner of the road recognized Wang Zhuangzhi who was driving, and hurriedly waved and shouted: "Zhuangzhi, he is driving, it really is a coincidence that you came here. Your mother and the others came here yesterday afternoon, probably because there's no one in your house." And go again."


Wang Zhuangzhi froze when he heard that. He hadn't contacted her for many years, and their relationship had almost broken up. What are you doing here now?


The old woman got up, walked up trembling with a cane, and continued: "Your mother doesn't look old at all, your second child is here, either, and the clothes and jewelry worn by the whole family were all gold. If you enjoy happiness, your children will suffer less."


Wang Zhuangzhi only felt ridiculous upon hearing that. Looking at the much older Grandma Pan in front of him, he recalled that Xiao Li seemed to have once said that Granny Pan had once helped him chase away the children who were bothering him.


Wang Zhuangzhi took out a bunch of copper coins from his pocket and handed them to the old man, sighing: "Fu is very easy to enjoy, Aunt Li, store and buy a basket of eggs to eat, said the Pope, I'll go first."


Grandma Pan hurriedly refused: "Oh, quickly take it back, my old hands and feet can't go anywhere, and there's no point in asking for money, you just keep it for your children."


Wang Zhuangzhi said: "Save it, and let the grandchildren do the work for you."


Wang Zhuangzhi left, Grandma Pan gripped the copper coin and sighed: "The people in the village are evil, what an honest family, they are forced out."


...


Wang Zhuangzhi went to Aunt Liu's house, but the door was locked, and there seemed to be a person who was not home.


At this time, a man with**** is coming.


Seeing a rich man standing in front of Liu's house, he smiled and shouted: "Gentlemen, it's no coincidence that you came here. Aunt Liu and Laoxiu Liu left by train early in the morning, probably to visit their grandchildren."


Wang Zhuangzhi turned around, the man was stunned for a moment, rubbed his eyes, stepped forward to take a closer look in disbelief, and said in astonishment: "Oh, who was my noble back then, it turned out to be Wang Zhuangzhi."


Wang Zhuangzhi frowned slightly. This person usually liked to mock people the most, so he did not answer his words.


Aunt Liu's family is leaving, so she's leaving.


As soon as he stepped up, the man stopped him, looked at Wang Zhuangzhi from top to bottom and said, "Ck ck, look how flamboyant these clothes are, well, your shoes are not cheap, right? Where will you be rich, and take your brother with you."