Kill early or late, how to kill? Although Mr. Zhuang does not object to the disaster besides Li Ding, he does not agree with Cao Yong's method.

It is only mid-October now, and although the weather is getting colder, it is not as good as the snow and ice.

According to Mr. Zhuang's words, it will take two months to do things, and it will be clean and neat and will never cause any future troubles.

Li Ding's wedding date is scheduled for the end of October. Although he had never seen Miss Fu Cha, his fate of staying a widow after passing through the door was really miserable. Although Cao Yong was not a good person, he finally felt compassion, so he thought to understand the grudges before Li Ding got married, so as not to delay the fate of others.

Although it is a matter of complaining about Cao Yong's words of kindness, when he saw that he could not speak, Mr. Zhuang still asked a few details very carefully and pointed out the shortcomings.

Cao Yong and Wei Hei were stunned when they heard this, and they were deeply impressed. This was the real calculation.

Regarding the incident of falling off a horse in Shandong, Mr. Zhuang kept a secret and said that he was under verification and would have a letter in a few days.

The three of them drank and chatted, and it was over at the second hour of Haizheng (10:30 pm).

Cao Yong drank most of the pot of wine. Although he was not drunk, he was sitting in the mourning shed for half a day in the afternoon and poured the wind. That night it was hot soup and wine, so he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.

After passing the second gate and walking a few steps, Cao Yong felt a little unbearable and hurried to the side of the road and bent down.

Unable to hold back, Cao Yong started vomiting until he vomited everything in his stomach, and he felt a little comfortable.

Looking at the moon in the sky, Cao Yong did not return to Wutong Garden, but walked a few steps and found a piece of open space to sit.

I couldn't tell the reason in my heart, and I always felt a little disappointed with myself, as if I was slowly becoming another person. Even though I was calculating other people's lives, my heart gradually became calm.

The ground was cold and the moonlight was cold, but Cao Yong didn't feel chill at all.

Sitting alone on this dark ground, he couldn't see anyone or himself. For some reason, he felt a little relaxed and raised his arm to cushion the back of his head, staring at the deep night sky.

I heard footsteps sound, and it seemed like someone was coming from afar. Because Cao Yong was lying in the dark shadow, he was not afraid of seeing him, so he became impatient.

I heard a woman say, "Miss Amethyst told me that the end of the month is the 100th day of Master Hang Seng, and the kitchen must be handled properly! When the 100th day of Master Hang Seng's banquet is over, it will be left to live, and the two young masters Zuo Cheng will capture Zhou!"

Cao Yong heard the woman's voice sound a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

Then another person said, "I can't blame Grandma Tian for preparing sewing and threading these days. I think it was for the 100-day ritual for Master Hang Seng." At this point, she lowered her voice and said, "Mom, do you think, Master Hang Seng is really the uncle's private child?"

As soon as he heard the "slap", the woman shouted in a low voice: "Don't you stop talking, why don't you hear any lies? I dare not make a fool of myself!"

Cao Yong heard that it was Sister Yang who was serving in the Tian family's room and her daughter Xiao Walnut.

Little Walnut was slapped by her mother, a little angry, and whispered: "What did you do when you hit me? It wasn't my arrangement! Not to mention the young master of Hang Seng, even Zuo Cheng, the two young masters lived on the left, and some people said it was the old man's flesh and blood... Grandma Tian is a second wife with no status, and they are both big grandmas with good tempers, so they are with them..."

"Which turtle is this?" Mrs. Yang muttered, with a little annoyed in her voice: "What are these unscrupulous things? What are the tongues that chew all day long? We, the mother and I, come into the mansion with Grandma Tian, ​​and don't know the reason? Whether it is Shandong or Beijing, did the old man be rude? I really want women. How many maids in the backyard are waiting to climb onto the old man's bed? What are the looks of Grandma Tian?" At this point, she spitted out and said to Little Walnut: "Why did I say this too? Those nonsense are dirty when I hear them. You can say these words in the future and be careful to whisper. Let's be servants and do your duty."

Little Walnut responded, and the mother and daughter gradually drifted away, and silence was restored to the surroundings.

Cao Yong sat up and couldn't help but smile bitterly, unable to say whether he was annoyed or not, he was all about it. He stood up and went back to Wutongyuan. Seeing the lights in the upper room, he felt more warmth in his heart.

When Cao Yong saw the house, Chu Yu had already stood up when he heard the movement.

Cao Yong saw the embroidery shed on the edge of the kang and asked, "I did needlework and thread again, and the lights were dim at night, which hurt my eyes!"

Chu Yu approached and helped Cao Yong change his clothes. Seeing that he was covered in dirt, he was frightened: "Is the prince falling? But where did he touch him?"

Cao Yong couldn't stand the smell of wine on his body, so he rinsed first, and replied: "I didn't fall. I just felt my chest hot, so I sat outside for a while."

While Chu Yu ordered Xiyun and Xicai to come over, he said worriedly: "Now it's cold outside, so the prince should be careful to avoid the wind."

Cao Yong thought about what the wife, concubine and private children said just now, Tian was in the mansion for a year and a half, and Hang Seng had been for half a month. Even the servants speculated that Chu Yu, a wife, believed in his husband without any suspicion.

If it were someone else, even if Tian didn't drive out, it would be indispensable to have a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every five days.

If Tian is polite, Hang Seng has love, and has a wife like this, what else can the husband ask for?

When Chu Yu saw Cao Yong looking at him straight, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in front of the maid, and said coquettishly: "Mr...."

Xiyun and Xicai held back their laughter and picked out the curtain.

There were only two couples left in the room. Cao Yong took two steps forward, hugged Chu Yu's waist, and whispered: "I'm frozen..."

When Chu Yu heard this, he was worried and stretched out his little hand to touch his forehead.

It's really hot...

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I don’t know if it was sweating well at night, but the next morning, Cao Yong was refreshed and nervous.

How can men get tired of being fucked? Whether it is frustrating or disappointed, they all disappear. Parents are healthy, brothers have not learned well, and their wives and children have also become content. This person must be content.

Chu Yu also wanted to get up to serve him in dressing, but Cao Yong stopped him and always had to take a break.

It was indeed a good day. Cao Yong left the gate and looked up at the azure blue sky. His heart was really bright.

How can everything be as satisfactory as others, but I only want to be ashamed of my heart. I am not the Buddha of Tathagata, and I cannot cut my flesh and feed the eagle, and I cannot save all sentient beings. If the eagle wants to eat his flesh, he will not be able to shoot the eagle with a harsh hand; if sentient beings ask for him, hehe, it depends on what they ask for.

Amitabha, forgive your sins. You should be a more comfortable and ordinary person according to your original heart.

As usual, Cao Yong went to the Taipu Temple Yamen on the Xidan Archway to click Mao.

Lu Jing, Han Qing of Taipu Temple, was far away. He was already old and had a bad spleen and lungs. He became ill every winter and coughed all day long. For the errands at Taipu Temple, he also called Mao every day and left.

Tang Zhiyu and Yiduli both arrived, because by the end of the year, they were looking at various order data reported by the ranch, as well as personnel assessments, etc. In addition, there were still a few minor officials in the yamen, which needed to be counted and reported to the Ministry of Personnel.

Seeing that Cao Yong arrived, the two put down their errands and greeted him. Cao Yong got along very happily with these two colleagues and did not entrust them.

Regarding the statistics about Cao Yong and Tang Zhiyu in summer, although it can be considered as finding some connection between the changes in the weather and the outbreak of horse plague on the ranch, the specific evidence will not be known until next year or later.

The restored product of Cao Yongguan is not only a reward for being diligent on duty, but also a reward for traveling to Outer Mongolia. Therefore, he was also very open-minded.

Tang Zhiyu was different. He originally thought that he had benefited from Cao Yong. Although he was not promoted this time, he was praised by Kangxi's golden words, which was more decent than the promotion. Therefore, in addition to thanking Cao Yong for his support, he became more and more meticulous in his errands.

Although Iduli is a man, his face is very important. Seeing that Cao Yong and Tang Zhiyu are both very energetic, he is embarrassed to be lazy.

The three of them discussed and made the charter for the several errands at hand, and it was noon.

Iduli touched his stomach and smiled and said to Cao Yong: "I remember that the guests are treating me. I can't save this restaurant!"

Cao Yong had been to the Taipu Temple yamen for a long time. Except for Yiduli and Tang Zhiyu, the subordinates had little contact with each other. He also wanted to take this opportunity to get to know each other, so he smiled and said, "That's natural. I have already ordered a restaurant, so everyone can go there directly!"

Shangguan is the boss, no matter whether there is anything wrong with the family, there are not many people who are not ignorant.

Everyone left the yamen and came to Qianmen. The restaurant he booked this time was Yan Qingzhai, which was very famous in Qianmen's generation.

Cao Yong was not a stingy person, and it was the first time he invited his colleagues from Taipu Temple to dinner, so that all the preparatory tables were prepared.

Because he did not want to be bothered by foreigners, Cao Yong booked the entire restaurant. All the dozens of officials from the Taipu Temple Yamen sat down. Cao Yong had to stand up, picked up his wine glass, and said a few polite words.

Everyone raised their glasses to respond. Cao Yong was afraid that everyone would be uneasy, so he did not make trouble for these false things. Please let everyone do it yourself.

Taipu Temple was originally a Qingshui Yamen. These low-level officials and minor officials were not rich and rarely had the chance to enter such a big restaurant. At first, they still controlled it, and after three times the two glasses of wine were eaten, everyone pulled their cheeks and ate.

Cao Yong saw that many people were faded in their official uniforms, and remembered the gossip that Yiduli said a few days ago. He was not from the Taipu Temple Yamen, but from another small official in the Qingshui Yamen.

It is said that the little official's family is poor and his mother is seriously ill. He wants to eat a few bites of meat, but there is no wealth in the family. The little official's son is filial, but he is only teen years old and feels sorry for his grandmother, so he hides it from his family and works as a young man at the box shop. He brings his grandmother back two pieces of cooked meat every day.

Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper of the box shop discovered it and beat the young man hard and drove him out. The young official knew that his son had done such a ugly thing, and felt that it was a disgrace to his family style and practiced the family rules.

This child is only in his teens, so how could he bear it? He was sick and frightened, so he died. Seeing that because of her own reasons, the grandmother had no grandson and no face to survive, she hung up.

It was just a few pieces of meat, and the family was destroyed in an instant.

Cao Yong sighed in his heart, called the restaurant clerk, took out a silver ingot and asked him to set up the boxes of dishes according to the number of people on the table.

The boxed vegetables are cooked foods filled with wooden boxes, which contain cooked pork, pork head, pig water, etc.

When Yiduli said this a few days ago, Tang Zhiyu had also heard of it. Seeing Cao Yong like this now, he understood his compassionate intention, and his favorability towards him increased a little.

Yidu met immediately and said to Cao Yong: "This is urgent and not the poverty, why don't Fu pay attention to it and add an investment to the yamen?"

Cao Yong smiled bitterly, how could it be so easy? If it was a big deal and the dividends were distributed, wouldn’t it be a slander for the court? Why, others can’t live up to the salary, but Taipu Temple can’t live up to it?

Yiduli is a child of a noble family, and there is nothing in the officialdom? When he said it, he knew that it was boring. He shook his head and said, "Just, joke, the court is not rich now!"

When everyone is full of food and drinks, the restaurant staff will send a box of dishes and ask everyone to take care of themselves. This is not too heavy, so I will take one back; if I think it is too heavy, I will not force it.

This was also what Cao Yong had specially instructed. Although he was kind-hearted, he had to worry about everyone's face and was willing to make people think it was a gift.

The officials were still hesitating between taking it or not. Seeing that Cao Yong and Tang Zhiyu and the others had both asked the servant to take it, they were no longer polite.

After the box was lifted, everyone and several Shangguans separated, laughed and went there in groups of three or three.

At this time, the sunset is setting, the sunset is red and as bright as blood.
Chapter completed!