The second re-examination is a poem.

Although one article was missing, the difficulty was greater than the regular test. Fu Tian bit the pen and thought for a long time before he picked up the pen and started answering the questions.

When the first question was answered, it was almost time to come. He sighed deeply. Fu Tian took a few sips of water, afraid that he would think a lot, so he quickly started writing the next question.

He really had no hope for the poems he wrote, so he just wanted to be neat and neat. After finishing the writing, he put away the answer sheet and unconsciously stood up and started to daze.

He thought of Chu Xiangtian again.

The official officer seemed to be afraid of Chu Xiangtian, but Chu Xiangtian was just a bandit leader. Why was the official officer afraid of him? Fu Tian bit his lip unless he was not a bandit at all.

Is he a member of the government?

Fu Tian remembered Zhou Chuanqing again. He was a friend of Chu Xiangtian and a Tanhua again... It was always a bit inconsistent with Xishanzhai. He didn't think much before and believed Chu Xiangtian's explanation, but now it seems that Zhou Chuanqing is in the same group as Chu Xiangtian.

The fingers were unintentionally pulling on the table. Fu Tian recalled all the past, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether Xiang Tian was right or false.

He and Zhou Chuanqing must have a purpose in going to Xishan Village. Although Fu Tian couldn't guess for the time being, it definitely wouldn't be to experience the feeling of being a bandit.

So now that the two of them have gone down the mountain and lived in the Fu family, does it have some purpose?

My fingers gradually tightened, and the tiny wood chips that were picked out from the rough table accidentally thorned into the cracks of my nails.

The pain was so heart squeezing, and even the heart curled up, took off the wood chips, and Fu Tian put his fingers into his mouth to suck and stop the bleeding, but his mind was still thinking about their purpose.

He couldn't think of anything that the Fu family deserved to be planned by the government.

On weekdays, the eyes that seemed to be covered with little stars dimmed in disappointment, and the eye feathers made a shadow under the eyes, like cloudy clouds.

Fu Tian wanted to cry again. When he thought that Chu Xiangtian was lying to him, he felt very wronged.

The harsh gong sounded in the examination room, and Fu Tian sniffed and endured the sourness between his nose.

After a while, the examiner came to him to collect the papers. After handing over the papers, he waited absent-mindedly for a while. When the second gong sounded, he couldn't wait to rush out.

The crowded crowd did not hinder his pace this time.

Fu Tian struggled to squeeze to the side of the carriage, but he didn't see the person who promised to explain to him.

Looking around, there was still no. Fu Tian looked a little confused, and his tone was filled with a deep loss, "Where is Chu Xiangtian?"

Zhou Chuanqing looked at him with a look of crying and felt guilty, but he still conveyed Chu Xiangtian's words, "He... has something urgent to go back to the capital. He asked me to tell you that he will explain to you personally when he comes back."

The little star in Fu Tian's eyes completely dimmed. He didn't cry, but he looked particularly disappointed with his head down. If Chu Xiangtian was here, he would definitely want to hold all the good things in front of the young master to make him happy.

But Chu Xiangtian is not there.

So Fu Tian lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Oh."

The atmosphere was a little stiff. Zhou Chuanqing hesitated and didn't know what to say. Finally, he could only say: "If you want to know, I can tell you everything, but I think... it's better to let him tell you personally." Of course, I came here personally and had sincerity.

Fu Tian raised his head, but did not look at Zhou Chuanqing, but climbed onto the carriage by himself, and then said to Fu Ji: "Uncle Ji, let's go back."

He didn't look at Zhou Chuanqing, but the expression on his face was obviously angry. He and Chu Xiangtian were in the same group, both of them were big liars.

Fu Ji asked hesitantly: "Are you waiting for the results to be released?"

Fu Tian shook his head and then lowered the curtain of the car.

Looking at the carriage slowly walking away, Zhou Chuanqing sighed, a little worried.

This time it wasn't him deliberately stumbling to his friends.

Fu Tian rested in the inn for a night. The guest room was very hot. The cicadas outside were screaming heart-wrenchingly, making Fu Tian even more annoyed.

I didn't see each other in the first two nights.

After tossing and turning for a long time, Fu Tian could barely fall asleep. When he woke up the next day, he was a little wilted, like a sun-destroying plant, looking pitiful and aggrieved.

Zhou Chuanqing, who originally wanted to say something, swallowed the words back.

I went to the village first. When Fu Youqin saw that he and Fu Ji came back, he was a little surprised, "Why are you back?"

Fu Tian pursed his lips slightly, and didn't want to explain, so he vaguely said: "They have something to do, so they won't come back."

Seeing that he was not energetic, Fu Youqin didn't ask much and asked him to go back and have a good rest first.

Fu Tian returned to the room and saw the rabbit ice fan by the window. He bit his cheek and was silent for a while, and asked Dai Fu to come in, "Take this out and throw it away."

Monk Dai Fu Er was confused. The young master liked this before, so why did he suddenly throw it away?

He hesitated and picked it up. Dai Fu didn't know whether he should leave, but Fu Tian was still calm and unhappy.

After a moment, Dai Fu stood there with a confused expression, and changed his mind and said, "Forget it, throw it away to the warehouse."

Dai Fu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly fanned the ice.

Fu Tian lay in front of the window and sighed deeply.

Although the person who is used to it is gone, he still has to live his life and has a lot of things to do.

Fu Tian stayed in the village for a few days before returning to Sifang Town.

During this period, Zhou Chuanqing, who had left after Fu Tian said, came back again. After searching for him twice, he was rejected by Fu Tian, ​​he simply gave up. He had to tie the bell if he had to solve the bell, so he was a lobbyist.

Zhou Chuanqing went to the backyard to have tea with a fan. He was lucky and might meet Fu Shuyue, who also came out to enjoy the flowers. He could also sit down and talk about poetry, songs, and essays.

There were not many things at home, and everything was on the right track. Wen Boli’s rice shop changed the rice price back to the original price. The manager reported that after they bought the price at a low price for a month, Wen Boli seemed to have noticed that there was a fraud and stopped lowering the price.

This is similar to Fu Tian’s expectation. In the past, Wen Boli was tall, omnipotent and insurmountable in his eyes. However, when he tried hard to climb to a higher place, he found that Wen Boli below was nothing more than that.

He was just a scholar, not good at doing business and did not bother with business, so the Fu family rice shop was made into a mess. However, the Fu family was supported by the Fu family rice shop, and he was ruined for so long and could immediately come back to life. Now if he was himself, the result would only be worse.

"And those who came out recently were not Wen Boli, but Wen Zeming." The manager reported the inquiry to Fu Tian in detail. "I heard that he was in poor health. I saw that he had a few times when I came to the shop. I looked pale and thin, and it seemed like he was almost out of reach."

The manager knew about Fu Tian’s grudge against Wen Boli, so he told him the news he had inquired, with a hint of seeking credit.

Fu Tian didn't react much in his ears, so he nodded and said he knew.

Wen Boli's life and death no longer means much to him. As long as the other party does not take the initiative to provoke him, he will not have the heart to pay attention to this family.

There was nothing wrong with the shop, and Fu Tian didn't want to stay alone, so he would always be dazed, and then he would think of a big liar and get angry for nothing, so he took his people to patrol the villages again.

The selected maps of several village ditches have been finalized, and each manager should have started construction, so it is time to take advantage of this time to check the progress.

The matters that Fu Tian personally ordered were not careless, and the manager of Zhuangzi didn't dare to be careless. After the finalization, he immediately collected personnel and started construction.

Digging a ditch is difficult, but not difficult. The key is to have strong financial support.

The farms Fu Tian chose were relatively large. The smallest farm also had more than 700 acres of land, while the larger ones were thousands of acres. If you want to dig ditches on such a large field, your manpower and financial resources should not be inferior.

Fortunately, the Fu family lacks the most money. It is not easy to collect people during the busy farming season, but the Fu family has a high wage and is still responsible for food. Not only the people nearby, but also many idle people are looking to earn some wages.

With more people, the progress of digging the canal will increase quickly. The progress of the several farms Fu Tian inspected was very gratifying, but there were exceptions.

There are people who work diligently, and naturally there are people who take advantage of the situation. When Fu Tian inspected the fifth village, he found that the progress of digging the ditches was almost half behind that of other villages.

This village is one with more fields. The manager of the village was newly promoted. When the original manager was seriously ill, he was promoted.

He had never seen Fu Tian's methods, so he naturally did not have any other managers to do things. Fu Tian approved a lot of money by digging ditches, and other managers were trembling and remembered clearly every little expense. Only this person was still complacent and thought he could make a small fortune.

It was not until Fu Tian suddenly came to inspect that he was disorganized and his expression changed when he saw people.

Fu Tian couldn't tell that he was guilty and went directly to the field without time to prepare for the other party.

A small piece of ditches was barely dug, and only a few old, weak, women and children were working, and they all seemed to be inactive.

"Digging a ditches requires recruiting young and strong people. What do these people do?" Fu Tian looked at him coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face looked a little like Chu Xiangtian.

Manager Zhao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and smiled apologized: "I really can't recruit people. This is the busy farming season, so who is willing to come here."

Fu Tian sneered, walked to an old man, and asked in a warm voice: "Old man, how much does it cost to work here for a day?"

The old man was resting, but when he heard this, he wiped the sweat from his body with a cloth towel and said, "Three cents a day."

Fu Tian continued to ask in a warm voice: "Is that matter to lunch?"

The old man smiled and said, "How can such a good thing be like this? If there is such a good thing, the idle young people in our village are coming to do it. How can it be our turn?"

Fu Tian chuckled, thanked the old man, turned around and glanced at the manager expressionlessly, and said, "Go back."
Chapter completed!