Miss Ye wrinkled her nose slightly, then tilted her head and thought for a while, and finally instructed the maid, "Send two appropriate people to send the "Huizhou Prefecture Chronicle" I got before to Mr. Wang. By the way, don't say it was given by me, just say it was given by my father."

When Wang Fulin went to Shexian Academy again and took Zhao Wuye in to meet Liu Hui again. After conveying this meaning, he discussed with them how to act next, and then returned to the Ma Family Inn. But he had just sat down and had not had time to sit down and drink a sip of water, Qiu Feng knocked on the door outside. "Little official, Ye County Zun has sent a book."

I gave a book? What book? I didn’t hear the county magistrate mention it when I left!

Wang Fulin was confused. When the two servants each entered the yard with a stack of books in their hands, it seemed that they were not one or two books, but at least one or two books, he was even more surprised. However, from these people, he only knew that the books were given by Ye County Zun, and there was no other letter of advice, and he didn't even have any handwritten notes to explain. At this moment, Jin Bao had not returned from the county magistrate Li, so he could only leave the books. After rewarding the two servants, he called Qiu Feng to move the books into the main hall. Unlocking the layer of oil paper wrapped outside, he saw the title of the book on the cover.

"Huizhou Prefecture Chronicle".

Although Qiu Feng has been sent to several places by Wang Fulin's envoy in the past few days, he has no way to understand the master's true intention from these trivial actions. He only knows that the county master is quite caring for his master and will receive him as long as he posts. At this moment, he couldn't help asking: "Little official, what does the county master mean to send this "Huizhou Prefecture Chronicle"?"

Wang Fulin was counting one by one and found that the entire twenty-two volumes were compiled in the 45th year of Jiajing. It was only four years since now. He thought about it carefully for a while and then became calculating in his heart. At this moment, he couldn't help but smile and said, "If I guessed correctly, it shouldn't be given by the county master."

"Isn't it a county master? Will there be anyone who dares to pretend to be a county master to deliver books to a small official?"

"It's a good thing for someone to give it to you. No matter who he gave it to you, I just want to read it!" Wang Fulin divided the books into volumes one by one, then clapped his hands and said, "If you like it, just read it."

Seeing Wang Fulin say something, he walked straight out, Qiu Feng glanced at the two stacks of books, and was a little dissatisfied. It was not a collection of classics, history, and literature that could be used in the imperial examinations, nor was it a collection of celebrities. What is there to read?

Although he has been traveling around recently and has gained a lot of knowledge about the humanities, geographical customs and customs of Huizhou Prefecture and She County, this set of "Huizhou Prefecture Chronicles" is still a timely help for Wang Fulin. It is precisely because of this that he immediately called the shopkeeper and asked him to find a friend to go to the bookstore to ask if there is a She County Chronicles for sale. Soon, the guy who ran to buy books came back, but he was empty-handed.

"A little official, the owner of the bookstore, said that there are several versions of the Huizhou Prefecture Chronicle, but the She County Chronicle has not been edited in this dynasty, and there seems to be no previous dynasty either."

From ancient times to the present, people in She County have never edited the She County Chronicle?

Wang Fulin was speechless and then realized that there was a reason for others to give away the set of "Huizhou Prefecture Chronicles". So he rewarded the gang with ten cents and sent the person out. When Jin Bao came back from the county government, he asked and learned that he had never seen Ye Junyao at all today, let alone sending the set of books, and his heart felt even more like a mirror.

Needless to say, the person who gave the book must be Miss Ye! He just reminded him half-jokingly and half-seriously through the maid that the magistrate’s daughter was fine, so he gave him such a set of books!

The boss is very worried, but the boss's daughter is smart. Is this called "Baozhu" a good bamboo shoot? Cough, you can't be too harsh on Ye County Zun. It's not that you are timid or afraid of trouble, nor that you are an old official. This is already rare!

So, Wang Fulin couldn't help asking Jin Bao: "Jin Bao, have you been to Master Li to listen to the lecture these days, but have you seen Miss Ye?"

Jin Bao said honestly: "Miss Ye has been here, but at most he just said a few words to Mr. Ye outside the door and never showed up again."

Wang Fulin was not surprised by such a result, but he felt a little more purely curious about the daughter of the boss. However, there were too many things he needed to pay attention to now, and this matter was just like throwing a small stone on the calm water surface. The ripples were gone without a trace. In the afternoon, he did not go out again, and read a few volumes of Huizhou Prefecture Chronicles like swallowing it whole. On the other side, Jin Bao was completing the homework assigned by Master Li. Even Qiu Feng was watching the Analects of the Analects sent by Wang Fulin last time, and the main hall was quiet.

And this silence was eventually broken by a sudden and vigorous sound of pushing the door open.

"Shuangmu!"

Wang Fulin was startled. When he saw clearly that it was his uncle Wu Tianbao, he was immediately shocked. He quickly threw down the book at hand and greeted him: "Uncle, why are you here? Did Ernie and Xiaomei..."

"You still want to hide such a big thing? The grandmaster mentioned it last time. It was too late when I found out. When I arrived in the capital, I missed it with you again. You didn't know how to send me a letter!" Wu Tianbao kept saying a loud voice as usual. Seeing that Wang Fulin was a little embarrassed, he sighed and said, "But I am not just going to the city for you. I also received the grain chief this time. Don't you know? The day after tomorrow will be the day when the grain chief visits the county magistrate."

It's the grain chief again!

Wang Fulin originally thought that his uncle was unlucky because of his own. After asking carefully, he realized that his matriarch Wu family inherited the grain leader in a grain area from the previous generation. These rural families at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty are now either completely defeated and cannot afford the grain leader's expenses; or they are successful and have long since quit. Just like the Wu family, there are only a few who are not up or down.

Therefore, Wu Tianbao really couldn't escape from the grain chief in the first district, or he was shameless to push it to others. After all, if this was decades ago, he would have been the hereditary grain chief. When Wang Erniang finally couldn't help but send a letter to tell him, he learned that his brother-in-law had also been in the heavy battle. His nephew had already gone to the city for this reason. He was shocked and naturally rushed to the city.

At this moment, he saw Wang Fulin speechless for a long time, so he pressed his shoulders with his hands and said, "Shuangmu, don't worry, your family is not a hereditary grain chief. Just about the land, you won't have to ask your father to take over. You are a scholar. At worst, you can go out and make trouble. The county magistrate should make the decision for you. You don't have to worry about your uncle. Yanzhen has always been rich. Both families who were ordered by the Grain Chief Gang are already making up for money. My family still has some wealth. It's not as good as selling a house and buying land. I grit my teeth and endure it. This year will be over."
Chapter completed!