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Volume 1, Yan Cunzheng, Chapter 9: A big house as a starting point

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    However, Zi Baifeng was so happy. This old man liked to take care of things and work, so let him go.  Zi Baifeng's goal was not to be the village leader and deal with matters such as the master's family beating his wife or the west family fighting for land. At this time, he felt itchy in his heart and wanted to find something slightly spiritual to try on his own cultivation.  As for the magic trick¡ªI can¡¯t let dad know about it.  "Old man, your majesty is truly this!" Zi Baifeng gave a thumbs up and said flatteringly.  Yan Laowu laughed proudly, and Zi Baifeng said, "Old man, I have come to apologize to you. You must forgive me" "Apologise? What kind of apology?" Yan  The fifth child was stunned for a moment, and Zi Baifeng said sadly, "You see, I took the college examination, and I planned to gain some fame so that my father would not have to work so hard to support me in my studies. Who knew that after the examination, I would fall into a coma? Alas  ¡­In the end, I just ended up with a last name. I¡¯m sorry for the old man¡¯s teachings day and night, and I¡¯m sorry for our reputation as the leader of Xiayan Village.¡± Immediately afterwards, Zi Baifeng flattered him wildly, which made the old man very happy.  He looked at Zi Baifeng and said, "Hey, Baifeng, I remember you didn't talk like this before?" Although this is also true, why does it sound so nice?  "Hey, weren't you ignorant at first? Don't mind" Zi Baifeng said repeatedly, and then sighed, "Old man, you also know that things in this village seem to be trivial, but they are  Nothing is simple. If it is not handled properly, the friendship and harmony in the village will be damaged. I once heard the Fujun say, don't underestimate the village leader. If you become the village mayor, even the Fujun can do it.  You have watched me grow up, and you know that I am fine at writing and painting, but it is absolutely impossible to deal with village affairs. I thought at that time, how could I do this?  Are you trying to make things difficult for me on purpose? " "Hey, you can't say that. That's because the Lord thinks highly of you." The old man shook his head and said, "Although Muramasa's official position is small, it is an upright official position, not the kind that bullies the people.  "Young official, you will definitely have a great future if you become a village official!"  You call the shots and support me. Who in the village dares not to listen to your words? I just came back to take a job, handle some paperwork, and study peacefully on weekdays. I had bad luck in the last exam, which ruined our reputation in Xiayan Village.  Next time I will definitely take back our Xiayan Village¡¯s name.¡± These words really spoke to the old man¡¯s heart.  He nodded and said, "What you said is right. You are worthy of being a scholar and knowledgeable." Zi Baifeng had no psychological burden for lowering his attitude towards Yan Laowu. He was inferior to Yan in terms of age and prestige.  Lao Wu.  With Zi Baifeng's arrogance back then, he would definitely have refused to bow his head, but now this Zi Baifeng is not so stubborn.  Respecting the old and loving the young is human nature.  ¡°Besides, Zi Baifeng has the porcelain piece in his body, and he has confidence in his heart, but for some reason, the more confidence he has in his heart, the more he can lower his attitude.  According to the system, the village chief¡¯s duty is actually to ¡°check for non-violations¡±, that is, to check if there are any crimes in the village.  But in fact it is not that simple. Checking for non-violations is equivalent to having law enforcement power.  And living in a mountain village like Xiayan Village requires organizing Minzhuang mountain patrols and vigils, regularly checking mountain springs and cliffs, and preventing flash floods, landslides, etc., which are all thankless tasks.  It is said that knowing people makes good use of them. Now in Xiayan Village, if there is anyone who is dedicated to the public and wants to make Xiayan Village better, it must be the old man. Zi Baifeng does not intend to use power for personal gain, so naturally there is no need to fight for power and gain.  "Okay, okay, how can I make things difficult for you, junior" Yan Laowu shook his head when he heard this, "If you come to me for anything, just tell me." "Old man" Zi Baifeng said, "Fu Jun  Even if I am appointed as the village leader, I will not be able to stay in my position. Before I came here, Mr. Zhubo once told me that everything in our village is good. Even the paperwork has always been back-and-forth. Mr. Zhubo was a little dissatisfied  "Yan Laowu frowned and said, "Is this true?" "When did I tell a lie?" Zi Baifeng finally said this and felt relieved.  He did say this, but it was just a rumor he heard.  Zi Baifeng lowered his voice and said: "I heard that the life of the master has been difficult these years. If you don't have money, you can't stand up. So Master Bo plans to clean up the old accounts. In a few days, maybe  I will go to various places to inspect and supervise, refund more and make up less, and clear up the debts, so I want to sort out the various documents in our village" Zi Baifeng is studying in the academy. Many of the students in the academy are officials and minor officials of various companies.  His disciples are the most well-informed. Although they have never inquired, they have heard a lot.  &nbspZi Baifeng said his request euphemistically. In fact, what he asked for was not much, so he asked the old man for a spare room to use as his office to place and organize various documents.  Since his father couldn't see monsters, he naturally wanted to find a base for himself to avoid scaring his father.  In fact, there are not many unused rooms in Xiayan Village. The old man frowned when he heard this. Zi Baofeng said: "Old man, do you think you can give me a room in the private school?" There are very few public facilities in the village, so it is suitable.  There were even fewer of them, and the only one that could come under Zi Baifeng's discernment was the private school that the old man had personally led the villagers to build.  There are three rooms in the private school. The big room is the private school where the children study. One small room is the residence of the private school teacher. The other room is idle and contains some sundries. Zi Baifeng is interested in this room.  "Okay, I'll lend it to you for now." The old man nodded and allocated the house to Zi Baifeng.  "Thank you, old man!" Zi Baifeng clasped his fists, "Then I will pack up and move over this afternoon. Old man, can you take me to see those documents?" Regardless of whether he has power or not, Zi Baifeng plans to go and see these.  Documentation.  He now regards Xiayan Village as his own private property. Regardless of whether he can control it or not, he plans to see how much wealth he has.  "Thenokay." The old man waved his hand, and the children and grandchildren standing aside dispersed in a hurry. The old man walked into his compound with his hands behind his back, and led Zi Baifeng to a north room.  , opened the door and said: "It's all inside" As soon as he opened the door, a musty smell hit his nose. Zi Baifeng was stunned for a moment, and saw two wooden shelves inside, filled with various kinds of things.  There were many documents piled on the ground, stacked, rolled, nested, and moldy. The old man had quick eyesight and stuffed the moldy volume inside, and put it out of sight of Zi Baifeng.  The place.  "This old man you have never sorted it out, right" Zi Baifeng even saw many unopened documents and was stunned.  "Thisthe words inside are so densely written that I get a headache just by looking at them. Some of them know me, but I don't know them." The old man blushed rarely, picked up an unopened document, and pointed at the lacquer on it.  The secret word said, "And these are secrets and can't be shown to others casually, so I piled them all here." "You know the word "secret" about feelings Zi Baifeng was suddenly speechless. It seems  He shot a rock and hit himself in the foot, ah, no he shot a rock in the foot Seeing Zi Baifeng's expression, Yan Laowu said sternly: "Baby, your fifth grandfather, I  I have known seventeen characters in my life, and every one of them is upright. I don¡¯t even bother to know those crooked characters! Just one look at them taints my heart!¡±  They were all in awe. ????????????????????????????? But old man, haven¡¯t you been bragging all day long that you were number one in your private school when you were young?  I only know the first name with seventeen characters. I have never seen it before "So, how did my grandfather give this place to me in the first place? I will give this place to you now. I will send these documents to you in the afternoon."  Move over." After saying that, Yan Laowu turned and left.  Zi Baifeng was left wanting to cry but had no tears.  Zi Baifeng stayed in this room for more than half an hour. Seeing that most of these documents were still in good condition, Yan Laowu said that he would move the documents out to dry in the sun on sunny days. This was the only maintenance. Fortunately,  There were not many missing parts, which made Zi Baifeng feel a little relieved.  He roughly classified them, tidied them up, and then left.  Seeing that Zi Baifeng was gone, Yan Laowu shook his head and said: "When did this kid become so good at learning? He is as good as a ghost" In the center of Xiayan Village, there is an ancient locust tree with a thick trunk.  The knot is like a horned dragon looking up at the sky. There is a small courtyard under the shade of the trees.  The yard is not big, there is a main room, and there are rooms in the east and west. This is the private school of Xiayan Village.  There are no classes in the private school today, and the courtyard is very quiet. There are iron generals guarding the doors of each of the three rooms. One man is the gatekeeper, and no one can open it.  The father and son brought a bucket, a rag, and a small rock belonging to a little follower, walked into the yard, and took the key to open the door.  "Squeak -" The door that had not been opened for a long time was pushed open by Baifeng, and there was a strong musty smell. Several tables and chairs with missing arms and legs, covered with dust, were placed in the corner. This was a private school.  The children inside were worn out.  "Xiuxiu can still be used." Zijian walked over, checked it, and nodded.  Then, he turned back and looked at Zi Baifeng.  Zi Baifeng had just opened the window, and the afternoon sunlight shone through the cracks in the window, shining on his young face, reflecting aA golden light.  Looking at his son, Zijian smiled.  If you say you are not proud, that would be a lie.  There are more than ten families in Xiayan Village who go to private schools. Among these more than ten people, only their own children have been admitted to the academy. They also ranked first in high school in the academy examination. Even their husbands did not like his article.  Absolutely.
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