Neither her husband nor her son came home, and Bai Ruihe was waiting anxiously at home. When she heard the movement at the door, she hurriedly ran to the door.

Wen Boli pushed open the door and saw Bai Ruihe who was smiling and coming to help him. He pushed the person away fiercely, and said with a gloomy face: "Even you laugh at me?"

Bai Ruihe's smile froze and she instinctively took a step back, "Brother Wen, are you drunk?"

Wen Boli heard the sound of "Brother Wen", and suddenly agitated in his eyes. The wine pot in his hand slammed heavily at Bai Ruihe, and then he pounced on him and pressed Bai Ruihe to the ground.

"It's all your fault, you bitch!"

Wen Boli slapped her in the face, and the crisp slap woke Bai Ruihe who was shocked. She beat Wen Boli on her body like crazy. However, Wen Boli was much stronger than her, suppressing the person tightly, slapped her twice in the face as if she was venting, while cursing drunk: "If it weren't for you, how could I have fallen to this point today!"

"Bitch, bitch! I'll beat you to death!"

Wen Boli made a ruthless move, and Bai Ruihe's cheeks became swollen. She could only scream and scratch him with her nails. Wen Boli was so hurt that she was scratched by her. She stood up drunk and kicked her, and then staggered back to the house.

Bai Ruihe barely sat up with her body. Her neatly combed bun was torn apart. Her cheeks on both sides were swollen. She widened her eyes in a daze, and finally covered her face and started to whimper.

She originally thought that as long as she snatched someone from Fu Youqin, she could live a prosperous life. She had a smart son and a husband who loved her. This was what she had dreamed of for more than ten years, but now everything has changed.

My nails were trapped in my palms, and my heart was roaring like a rising tide.

"Mom?" Wen Zeming, drunken, came in from the wide open door and saw Bai Ruihe sitting on the ground with disorganized hair.

Bai Ruihe raised her face, the redness on her face scared him, and she woke up a little bit of alcohol. She went over to help the person up, "Who beat him?"

"Your father..." Bai Ruihe whimpered and whimpered. Wen Zeming drank wine. Hearing this, a sense of evil fire burned from his heart, "I'll take you to find him!"

"No..." Bai Ruihe grabbed him and begged: "We have to live on him. Mom is fine, it's just a little injury... Your father drank wine today..."

He smelled the pain in Zeming's temple, and he drank a lot of wine. In other words, since he was released, he had been soaking in the wine jar and numbing himself with wine.

After being imprisoned in prison for nearly two months, his bright future was completely destroyed. If it weren't for Wen Boli... he wouldn't have fallen to this point!

Now Wen Boli dares to dislike them, mother and son. Wen Zeming smiled grimly, "If he dies, we won't have to rely on him."

Bai Ruihe was frightened by his expression, and was stunned for a moment before persuading: "Killing people is a life-threatening thing. As long as he is sick, he will still let us deal with it."

Wen Zeming looked at her, and the same eager light appeared in her eyes.

****

After being ridiculed by Fu Tian in public, Wen Boli never appeared in front of the Fu family again. Fu Tian was very satisfied. However, less than two days after Ansheng's life, Wen's rice shop began to make trouble again.

The manager's return, Wenjia rice shop lowered the price by nearly half on sale.

The people naturally choose cheap ones to buy. Although the rice in Wenjia Rice Shop is always mixed with a lot of husks, even so, it is cost-effective to get a price of almost half.

The manager said with a sneering tone, "The business in the shop is much worse, and there are still several big households, which seem to have been bribed by the Wen family. This month it was time to make an appointment but did not come to get the food. The waiter said he saw them going to the Wen family rice shop."

Fu Tian frowned. He could guess Wen Boli would use despicable means, but he did not expect that Wen Boli was much stupider than he expected.

He deliberately disgusted him by lowering the rice price and scrambling business with the Fu family’s rice shop. This was simply an act of hitting stones with eggs. Even if the Fu family’s rice shop could not sell a grain of rice, the Fu family behind it could hold on, but Wen Boli was different. Fu Tian dared to bet that he could not hold on if he sold it for a month.

"It doesn't matter, you ask him to sell it." Fu Tian said with a smile: "How many people do you want to buy rice at Fu's rice shop, and by the way, see if the price can be suppressed. The best way to suppress it is, if you can't, you can buy as much as you can."

The manager didn't understand what he meant, and hesitated a little, "Why are we buying such rice for? Our warehouse is full of stuff."

Fu Tian waved his hand, and now he couldn't tell him clearly, so he could only fool him: "Just listen to me."

The boss had the final say, so the manager had to leave with all his doubts and go to do what Fu Tian had told him.

Fu Tian happily walked around the house for two times, saying that Wen Boli was stupid in studying and could actually deliver food to him at such a moment, hoping that he would not be angry until next year.

"What a good thing, I laugh so happily?"

Chu Xiangtian came in and sent a letter to the young master, but he saw that his eyes were bent in his smile.

Fu Tian blinked his eyes mysteriously, "You will know from now on."

Chu Xiangtian pinched his face and handed him the letter, "Look at the letter sent from the village."

The wax seal was opened and there was a ditch diagram inside. The drawing was spread out two feet square, and the locations of each farmland and river were drawn in detail on it. The ditches that needed to be excavated were marked with cinnabar.

The location of each ditch and the reason why I chose it here are carefully explained below the drawings. Fu Tian has read many books on water conservancy, which is half-baked, but he can also see that there is indeed a way to do this picture, but he is not very sure, so he turned his head and asked Chu Xiangtian, "Do you understand it? What do you think?"

Chu Xiangtian: "..."

How could he know that sending a letter could lead to the problem to him? Chu Xiangtian responded calmly, "I think it's feasible."

Fu Tian also felt it was feasible and tightened the drawings into the envelope, "Then you have to call the manager of Zhuangzi over and discuss how many people and money you need."

Unexpectedly, he would implement it so soon. Chu Xiangtian took the envelope over and said calmly: "Then you calculate how much money you want first, and I'll look at this picture."

Before Fu Tian could agree, he strode away.

Without going through the main gate, Chu Xiangtian went out through the side gate and went directly to the county government office.

The Minister of Works and the County Magistrate were discussing the progress of the dock project, but Chu Xiangtian suddenly came over and quickly stood up to salute.

"Look at this." Chu Xiangtian handed the ditch map to the trepid minister of the Ministry of Works, "Is there any problem?"

The Minister of Works unfolded the drawings and looked carefully. Although the drawings were a bit rough, there was no major problem. He asked carefully: "Where is the ditches to be opened?"

When Chu Xiangtian heard him say there was no problem, he felt relieved and put away the drawings and explained casually: "The Fu family village is preparing to open a ditch. Don't you just care about this? Just let you check it so that you can avoid mistakes."

The Minister of Works: "..." I am not only in water conservancy, I am in charge of a lot.

The county magistrate's expression was hard to describe. He knew that King Yu was the one who went to the battlefield and won many battles, which made foreigners frightened. It was the god of war who made many contributions to the Great Chu, or the younger brother of the current emperor. No one dared to say a typo if he walked sideways in the capital.

Fortunately, this evil god stays at the border for many years and rarely comes back, so everyone can live in their hearts. However, I didn’t expect to see this evil god in the capital, but I saw it in the small Sifang Town.

The Minister of Works and the County Magistrate bit his ears, "Where is the sacred place of the Fu family?" It sounds like he is highly valued by the prince.

The county magistrate had read Wen Bo's ritual file and was naturally impressed. He coughed lightly, but he didn't dare to talk about the secrets of the Fu family under Chu Xiangtian's nose, so he coughed and gave him a look that he would talk about later.

However, he did not provoke Chu Xiangtian, but Chu Xiangtian noticed him, "Are you the newly appointed county magistrate?"

The county magistrate nodded and repeatedly said "Yes".

Chu Xiangtian said unsatisfiedly: "The farmland water conservancy in Sifang Town was originally the responsibility of his parents, but now he has to pay and work for the people themselves. You are not doing a very urban position..."

The county magistrate almost knelt down to him in person. He had only been in office for less than a month. Although he was willing to rectify local government affairs, he was powerless and could only take it step by step. Now that Chu Xiangtian said this, he could only admit his mistakes repeatedly, "It is the negligence of a low-level position. Huge position will definitely put water conservancy construction on the agenda as soon as possible and benefit the people."

Chu Xiangtian left with satisfaction.

The Minister of Works sympathized with the help of the county magistrate who was limping on the ground, "Now we can say, who is the sacred part of the Fu family?"

The county magistrate wiped the sweat from his forehead and told him about the Fu family.

The Minister of Works was amazed and said a few words to him without hesitation, "It seems that the prince has a good relationship with the Fu family. You should be smarter in the future. There are many people in the capital who want to please the prince, but except for a few young masters who grew up with him, no one can make the prince so concerned."

The county magistrate nodded and kept the Fu family firmly in his heart.

Chu Xiangtian took the drawings back, and Fu Tian was still in the study where he needed to dig a canal.

Putting the envelope on the desk, Chu Xiangtian looked at the Zhuangzi listed by him and frowned slightly, "All the fields of these Zhuangzi have to be digging canals?"

Fu Tian nodded and had to dig it out this year. The Fu family has many farms, and it is impossible to dig them all this year. He could only pick up a few larger farms to do it.

But Chu Xiangtian thought about it the more he became, the more strange it became. Although it was a good thing to increase grain output, it was not a trivial matter to be digging, and it was time-consuming and laborious. He couldn't understand why Fu Tian was so anxious.
Chapter completed!