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Volume 1, Yan Cunzheng, first website, Chapter 160: Just like last year today

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    See the fastest update 160. Zhu Bo and Ding Sanji stopped and stood one behind the other, watching Hu Baoxiang slowly walking through the corridor. His speed was not much faster than a snail, and his eyes seemed to be dim.  If you can't see the road clearly, you have to stop and look around from time to time.  In the corners of his eyes, white eye droppings accumulated two centimeters long.  When the two soldiers nearby saw him coming, they quickly gave way and did not dare to get closer.  This is a difficult master. Not to mention knocking him down, even if he touches him, he will be stained.  He was very difficult to deal with when he was young, and it became even more troublesome when he got older. Behind his back, other villagers called him an old man and an old man, and no one wanted to be with him.  Like Indians making way for cattle, Zhu Bo and Ding Sanji were waiting anxiously. If they had watches, they would definitely start looking at their watches.  After waiting for tea time, Hu Baoxiang just walked out of the gate, leaning on a walking stick, got into a donkey cart, drove the donkey cart himself, and walked away.  This tea time was like a year for Ding Sanji. He clearly saw that behind the door, in the flower window, and behind the pillars, whether they were clerks, maids, or guards, they all saw him and his master standing side by side.  See it in your eyes and imprint it in your heart.  During this tea time, he struggled again in his heart. The dot that represented him was like a fluorescent lamp with a broken ballast. It kept flashing back and forth, making Zi Baifeng anxious.  Finally, when Hu Baoxiang was leaving, he quickly walked a few steps, ostensibly to lead the way. In fact, he took three steps and two steps at a time, and ran out of the gate in the blink of an eye. It was not like a person passing by at all.  Middle-aged Xiang Zheng.  However, the master put up his airs and took square steps. When passing by the guards standing by the pillars, he insisted on stopping for a moment and waited for those people to finish saluting him before continuing to move forward, taking care of things along the way.  Went on.  Zi Baifeng shook his head, this master is hopeless.  He has already begun to think about how to make this boss abdicate and make way for someone more worthy, and then let him be his boss.  Zi Baifeng spent an hour filtering through the entire Mengcheng Mansion. He had a good idea, and then he started to lower his head and deal with the paperwork.  He opened the book box - this book box was made of the memorial tablets from Niaoshu Temple. The finest ten thousand-year-old sandalwood gave off a refreshing wood fragrance. As soon as he opened the lid, the four treasures of the study inside popped out.  If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools.  After Zi Baifeng helped his father make an ax, saw and dig out the four brothers, he felt deeply that the four brothers were very useful, so he also raised five little demons for himself. They are exactly the same as the five brothers of pen, ink, paper and inkstone. The difference is that  , the ink here is not an ink block, but a pen wash, the paper is not a paper, but a paperweight - these guys are twins.  The four treasures of the study jumped out of the bookcase and transformed into five one-foot-long little people, jumping up and down on the table. The two paperweight monsters had thick hands and feet, just like those on the pier.  A hard-working man carried a volume of paperwork and spread it out on the table. The inkstone was like a miniature version of the Ninja Turtle, and he looked like he was wearing a tortoise shell. He lazily walked to the table, hugged a piece of ink with his limbs, and slowly  Grinding.  Bi Xi is a fat man with a big belly like Maitreya Buddha, but his big belly is not grown, but has a big bottle hanging on his chest, dangling and filled with water.  The writing brush is a woman wearing a black dress with a stern face. She is holding her black braid with both hands. She has a unique skill, which is to use the bow left and right to write two lines of words at the same time. It is absolutely impossible to tell that the two lines of words are actually written at the same time.  .  With these five little demons, Zi Baifeng already has a great talent for photographic memory. If he needs to refer to something, he will jump to the bookshelf with two big-handed paperweights, and the other Zi Baifeng will  There is no need to move his hands, he just needs to read it once and then express his opinion casually - no, he still needs to use his hands because he wants to stamp it.  But stamping is also simple. Just clap your hands and a bright red seal will appear on the document.  Even with such efficiency, Zi Baifeng was busy until the sun turned west, and only had a quick meal at noon.  Zi Baifeng did not dare to make a decision easily about many things during this period, so he dug out many documents written by the previous governors before making a decision.  Zi Baifeng was not the only one who had the hard work. The five little demons were also too tired to walk. The two clerks were carrying the documents back and forth. Although they only needed to put the documents outside the screen for Zi Baifeng to access when needed,  My tired legs felt like lead, and I sat in the corridor outside the door, panting.  In the end, it was Zi Baifeng who was full of spiritual energy who was the most energetic.  After sending the two clerks away and asking them to go home from get off work and find their respective mothers, Zi Baifeng tidied up the work in his hands a little, and it was already time to turn on the lamp.  ? ?After opening the book box, the five little demons jumped in and fell asleep so tiredly that the snoring inside could be heard from the outside.  Zi Baifeng patted the book box gently, said hard work, stepped on the book box, and walked out.  It was already lantern time, and the lamps in the corridor were already lit. Some dim lanterns swayed gently in the night wind, reflecting the shadows of the flowers and plants on both sides of the corridor.  Zi Baifeng thanked the two guards standing outside the door and walked slowly along the corridor, stretching his muscles and bones while making a final review of recent events.  When I came, everyone lined the streets to welcome me, shouting in front of me and crowding behind me. But when I left, I was alone and extremely quiet.  Zi Baifeng still enjoyed the quietness. He slowly walked to the classroom at the outermost end of the corridor and saw two figures sitting in the classroom.  The two figures were very familiar. Zi Baifeng quickly took two steps and said, "Dad, Qianshan, why are you here?" "Brother" Xiao Shitou was already lying in Zijian's arms and fell asleep.  He opened his eyes a little, like a lazy kitten, meowed softly, and closed his eyes again.  "Master Fu has come out, so I'll take my leave first." Luo Qianshan cupped his hands, turned around and strode away. Zijian watched him walk out of the door, and then said: "Your auntyour mother doesn't trust you, so let me and Xiao Shitou come."  Take a look. "Although he can't help much, he always comes to cheer up his son on the first day he takes office.  In fact, he arrived in the afternoon. The guards and stewards in the mansion wanted him to rest inside, but he was unwilling to go in for fear of disturbing Zi Baifeng, so he sat in the waiting room.  The guard was helpless, so he invited Luo Qianshan to accompany him.  Zi Baifeng turned his back, asked Zijian to put the small stone on his back, and walked out side by side with Zijian.  The guard next to him wanted to step forward to help carry the small stones, but stopped again.  They didn¡¯t dare to disturb, and they didn¡¯t acknowledge the disturbance. Between the three of them, there seemed to be no room for them to help.  "This little guy is getting heavier and heavier." Zi Baifeng tilted Xiao Shitou and let Xiao Shitou's hanging head rest on his neck. Xiao Shitou murmured something in a hazy state, but did not open his eyes.  Zi Baifeng suddenly trembled, and said helplessly: "I'm still drooling on my neck." Zijian took out a handkerchief, wiped the corners of Xiao Shitou's mouth, and wiped the non-existent beads of sweat on his eldest son's forehead.  He whispered: "You've been tired all day, let me carry it." "I'm not tired." Zi Baifeng refused and walked out of the door with Zijian.  A groom came forward with a carriage. It was no longer a four-horse carriage, but there were also two horses. Zi Baifeng shook his head and refused, saying: "If there are no arrangements in the future, there will be no need for the carriage. You can go back and rest."  Xue ran over and stretched his neck to catch the small stone, but Zi Baifeng shook his head again. Ta Xue could only bite his own rein and follow behind the three of them.  In front of Mengcheng Mansion, on the long street, the lanterns are just coming on. In the dim light, there are old men sitting idle, men and women having a tryst, busy vendors, and pedestrians on their way.  "Dad, time flies so fast" Zi Baifeng whispered. He still remembered that at this time last year, he was going to take the college examination. His father was worried about him and came from Xiayan Village with a small stone to cheer him up.  , they bought Mengchengju¡¯s meat buns as gifts for themselves, but they were reluctant to eat them.  He told himself to go back in the evening, but he huddled in the corner all night He still remembered that at this time last year, in the examination room of the college examination, he woke up and became the Zi Baifeng he is now, and almost didn't have time to finish writing.  The topic, and my husband gave me a heads-up, and I suddenly had that memory.  He still remembered that at this time last year, he came out of the college examination room and saw his father standing there, with gray hair on his temples, fishtails at the corners of his eyes, and his neck was shrunk like a stone, not daring to look at him.  He still remembered that at this time last year, he walked out of the college examination room with full confidence and felt that he was in the lead. However, he suddenly fainted and fell to the ground. He missed the opportunity to be the clerk of the government and was assigned to go back to Xiayan Village to be the village leader.  .  He still remembered that at this time last year, he was carrying a small stone that was still awake, and went on the road with his father, walking in the morning light towards Xiayan Village. At that time, he was full of ambitions and wanted everything.  Starting over, he wanted his father, Xiao Shitou, his aunt, no, his mother to live a good life.  At this time, a year has passed, and he is already the prince of Mengcheng, but he is still the same as last year, carrying the sleeping stone on his back, following his father's footsteps, walking through this long street to go to Xiayan  village.  Nothing seems to have changed.  But everything has changed again.  Dad¡¯s figure is so tall and straight, the white hair on his temples has long disappeared, and his tail has been flattened by happiness and smile. There is no trace left. The two of them are standing there.Together, they don't feel like father and son, but like brothers.  The small stone on his back is much heavier. He has grown taller and fatter this year, but he is still so naughty and uneasy.  "And myself, what has changed?"  What has changed?  This long street, this Mengcheng, what has changed?  What has changed in this world?  Nothing seems to have changed, but everything has changed.  Xiayan Village is my home, Jiuyan Township is my home, and Mengcheng is also my home.  No one can touch my Mengcheng, Mengcheng is mine!  Zi Baifeng secretly swore in his heart.
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