In the city of Gulanzhou, the commander's mansion.

"Okay, okay, Huang Qianhu is indeed a young and heroic and a pillar of talent."

After seeing a thick stack of gift lists, Lord Liu Jingchun, the commander of Zhenxiwei, leaned comfortably on the upholstered bamboo chair and said to Huang Laifu with satisfaction. His concubine Qi Yang, who was only 18 years old this year, was leaning beside him, tapping the bones of Lord Liu, while looking up and down with his charming and flexible eyes.

At this time, everyone was in the back garden of the commander's mansion. The back garden covers a wide area, with a thick shade and a bay of flowing water, which tasted quite like green and yellow willows in the south of the Yangtze River. At the corner of the courtyard, there was a spring plum blossom blooming in its lush fragrance, and the yard was filled with a faint fragrance.

Lord Liu Jingchun is fifty-seven years old this year. His hair is half black and half white, with a wide face, a plump nose, and his eyes are deeply concave. He looks quite fierce and murderous. However, at this time, his expression is quite gentle. He wears a crown scarf and a thin straight body, leaning comfortably on the bamboo chair.

His expression seemed amiable, perhaps because Huang Laifu presented nearly 200 taels of silver and money gifts, or perhaps because Gu Qianhu and Gu Shiyin were with him.

In fact, Lord Liu Jingchun also heard about Huang Laifu and his son's behavior in Wuzhaibao. If it were another small military household, Lord Liu Jingchun would naturally not be polite and sent someone to occupy his "victory fruit".

But Huang Sihao is still a thousand households, and he is deeply rooted in Wuzhai Fortress. He has been hereditary for nearly a hundred years and is considered a powerful local snake. The Ming Dynasty army implemented a large-scale and large-scale countermeasures. He had to occupy a thousand households' industry by one commander. To be honest, it took some effort.

Besides, Huang Laifu will soon become the son-in-law of Gu Xitang Qianjia. Gu Xitang is his confidant. To be honest, he is embarrassed to start. Besides, Huang Laifu seems to be quite sensible and knows that he is going to offer his commander's diligence. If you can't swallow it in one bite, it's good to get some benefits if you keep it flowing.

However, his little thoughts were quickly attracted by another thing Gu Qianhu said. The more he listened, the wider his eyes became.

"That's how it is, sir, what do you think?" He Qianhu said in anticipation.

Gu Shiyin also said on the side: "Sir, if this matter comes true, then our profits in Kelan will be very generous every year. Moreover, this matter can not only make profits, but also greatly solve the problem of refugees in the country. It is also a peaceful land in Kelan Prefecture, which can be said to benefit the people. In the future, Kelan may also keep the name in history."

Lord Liu Jingchun sat up and said, "Wait, wait..."

He glared at Huang Laifu and said, "Laifu, do you think this matter is really reliable?"

Huang Laifu said calmly: "Your Mahjong, don't worry. You can be sure that this matter will be beneficial to you without any harm. You have been thinking about it repeatedly, and you will definitely succeed. You also know that there are many pastures in this land of Kelan. If you raise sheep vigorously, it will definitely be profitable. Not only do these mutton, but also cashmere and other things, you can also make a lot of things for sale. You will be sure that you will have a lot of money."

After Huang Laifu painted a beautiful picture for Lord Liu Jingchun, he said: "Your Madam does not have to pay a 20% dividend, and you can still take advantage of it, and there is also..."

Huang Laifu said with a heavy expression: "This year, the year is not good, and the soldiers have no food and clothing. When I saw it, I was anxious. It just so happened that my Wuzhai Fort might have a good harvest this year. At the end of the year, I am willing to offer thousands of stones of food and grass to relieve the suffering of Kalan. I hope that the Lord will give me this opportunity to serve."

"That's right, Master, you see that Lord Huang is so sensible, just promise him."

Lord Liu Jingchun's concubine Qi Yang also acted coquettishly on the side. She took some of the best silk silks offered by Huang Laifu, and of course she had to speak for Huang Laifu. However, these silks were presented to Huang Laifu by the old shopkeeper Qu Tingzhuqu at that time. This time, her mother Yang asked Huang Laifu to bring some, saying that it would always be useful, but now she is using them.

Lord Liu Jingchun's eyes were wide open, and the fat on his face kept shaking. For a while, he finally sighed: "Well, because Huang Qianhu is sincere and willing to make profits for the people, I agreed. In fact, how much profit we make in this matter is secondary, and the most important thing is that this matter can benefit the people. Everyone, is this the truth?"

Huang Laifu and others exclaimed: "My lord is very noble and noble, and he is very impressed."

Just now, Lord Liu was thinking back and forth in his mind that according to what Huang Laifu said, he could make a profit of thousands of taels of silver on cashmere and other things every year. And according to Huang Laifu's meaning, he would not have to explain the monthly grain of Wuzhai Fort in the future, and he could eat another sum here. He also heard Huang Laifu's meaning. Not only will Wuzhai Fort no longer collect monthly grain in the future, but Wuzhai Fort will also pay thousands of stones of grain every year in the future. After this calculation, he will make a considerable profit.

Perhaps, after accidentally increasing so much income, I don’t have to beg my grandfather every year. My grandmother’s face is seen by the magistrate. Unlike the soldiers who are all entrusted by the top, the food and fodder of the soldiers in the West Guards of the Town are given by a considerable portion of the food and fodder of the local soldiers. Where is this place? It is the local area of ​​Kelan Prefecture.

When eating other people's sourness and softness, every time I pulled the food and fodder, the magistrate's attitude made Lord Liu Jingchun feel very uncomfortable. His grade is far superior to that of the magistrate. Now he may be self-sufficient and no longer has to look at other people's faces. Thinking of this, Lord Liu Jingchun made a quick decision and agreed to this matter.

After saying this, everyone's relationship became closer. The more Lord Liu Jingchun looked at Huang Laifu, the more he felt like he was. He felt moved and sighed: "It seems that Fu's eyebrows are very similar to Cheng'er who went there. What a pity. If he is so big, he is probably about the same height as Laifu, right?"

Speaking of this, Lord Liu Jingchun let down tears and looked at Huang Laifu with some expectation. He once had a son, but he died since childhood. This is what Lord Liu feels most regretful. After that son died, Lord Liu Jingchun had no descendants. He now only has one nephew, only 12 years old this year. After a few years, his nephew replaced his position, he didn't know how to shake the arrogant soldiers under him. Huang Laifu is a flexible person and has some tricks, perhaps...

Gu Qianhu is a man who became a spirit in old age. Of course, he understood the meaning of the commander. He thought about it quickly and felt that this matter would be beneficial to Huang Laifu but not harmful. He gave Huang Laifu a wink with understanding.

Huang Laifu naturally understood what Gu Qianhu meant. He also felt that this matter was beneficial to him, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "If the Lord does not dislike him, I am willing to worship the Lord as my adoptive father and stand in front of the Lord day and night."

Lord Liu Jingchun said: "How come this makes it difficult for Nephew Lai Fu?"

Huang Laifu said "sincerely": "If you can follow the adults all day long, it will be a blessing for you to cultivate for eight lifetimes."

He bowed and shouted: "The child has met his adoptive father."

Lord Liu Jingchun laughed and stepped forward to help Huang Laifu up and said, "You don't have to be too polite, please get up."

Huang Laifu stood up with the flow. Lord Liu Jingchun held Huang Laifu's hand and laughed with a warm expression. Gu Qianhu and Gu Shiyin looked at each other and all came forward to congratulate him.

Qi Yang also stood up. She glanced at Huang Laifu with watery eyes and covered her mouth and smiled: "Today is the master's happy day, so I will go and ask the servants to prepare some wine and food."

As she said that, she saluted everyone and left gracefully.

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"Fu'er, there is absolutely no problem with your replacement for the father. As for the Ministry of War, you will write several letters to the father and hand them over to several adults in the Ministry of War. I believe that your replacement will be successful. Of course, you will also give it to some financial gifts."

Huang Laifu recognized Lord Liu Jingchun as his adoptive father, which was a great joy. The commander naturally wanted to kill chickens and geese in his mansion, and had a banquet. Gu Qianhu and Gu Shiyin were naturally accompanying each other.

When he was drunk, Lord Liu Jingchun said this to Huang Laifu.

"Thank you, your foe! I respect you for your foe." Huang Laifu said in a touching manner, and picked up the wine glass in a happy mood. This time, I came to the commander's mansion and everything was really comfortable.

"Okay." Lord Liu Jingchun nodded with satisfaction. He smiled and said, "Come on, boy, let's drink and talk while listening to the opera."

The pink walls hide the flowers, and the gorgeous houses hide the scenery of Changchun. At this time, everyone was on a cool pavilion in the back garden of the mansion. The shed willows beside the pavilion, with a comfortable coolness. Next to the window of the cold pavilion, there were a few singing children singing songs, which was really "soft and gentle". It made Lord Liu Jingchun, Gu Qianhu, and Gu Shiyin shook their heads.

At this time, literati everywhere in the Ming Dynasty, especially those in the upper class of the Ming Dynasty, loved to listen to Kunqu operas spread throughout the Jiangnan area. This custom naturally affected the officers in various parts of the Ming Dynasty. Whether they could understand or not, they all loved to follow this elegance.

After a few singing boys sang, Lord Liu Jingchun rewarded the money. His concubine, Qi Yang, also came forward to sing a few songs. Although most of the opera singers were men at this time, who would care about her if she wanted to sing a few songs?

Qi Yang's eyes were watery, and his charming eyes glanced at everyone below from time to time, singing a song "The Story of Washing Shirt", and several singers accompanied by flute and string music on the side. Qi Yang's singing was excellent, with a gentle and delicate singing style, and the throat turned softly like silk, with a sad and profound charm.

Everyone below was intoxicated by hearing this. Huang Laifu closed his eyes slightly and patted the song lightly. Although the top Kunqu opera at this time: "The Peony Pavilion" has not yet appeared, the singing of Qi Yang's at this time is enough to be pleasing to the eye.

Huang Laifu used to be busy with farming and feeding pigs every day. At this time, he deeply felt a joy of enjoyment and intoxication. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!